Now for the scary part

OK, so it’s two days to NaNo. Well, at this exact moment it is 30.5 hours to NaNo. I have the idea, I have the plot, I kind of know my characters (last minute plans are to do some character sketches/worksheets to firm up those details) – the story is coming together in my head.

Now for the scary part.

Now I have to write.

Not just talk about writing, or hell, even write about writing, but actually write. I’ve always been a writer, since I was a very small girl. I’ve never wanted to do anything else. I used to write constantly – short stories, journal entries, everything – but the past few years, it hasn’t come as easily.

There are lots of theories on why writing has become difficult for me. Maybe I’m afraid of putting myself out there to fail (or to succeed). Maybe the bout of writer’s block brought on by my ex-husband is still hanging on. (If this is the case, I could even pin point the time and place of the demise of my muse.)

Maybe it’s something else entirely.

What ever it is, I’m not going to let it hold me back anymore. I’ve decided. It’s official. I am going to get in the habit of writing – for NaNo and beyond – and quit talking about it. I’m tired of sitting around with other writers and feeling like a fraud because, while I do write, I never finish anything. What makes someone a writer? Writers write. So, damn it, if you want to call yourself a writer, let’s get writing.

Here we go – let’s get to 50,000!