I am very good at saying I’m going to do stuff. I’m good at the planning. I’m very bad at actually following through and doing what I set out to.
Particularly when it comes to writing.
Every new year since probably 2014 I’ve declared that this is going to be the year that ends with me having written a first draft of a novel. And every year has ended with me declaring that actually, no, I’m going to achieve it next year.
I haven’t written any of a novel this year. I said I was going to, but I haven’t yet. But I am planning to take part in NaNoWriMo this year. I’m revising my goal though. I don’t think a complete first draft is achieveable. I do think a decent plan for a novel and a sizeable chunk of it written is (if I achieve the 50K word goal it would be between half and three quarters of the usual word count for the genre I want to write).
I have however been writing much more regularly than in previous years. And I achieved the two main writing goals I’ve set myself this year. Including one (start writing fanfic again) I’d wanted to for years. I’m hoping this attempt at NaNo and a novel will make it three for three.
But if I’m completely honest, I most got those done because I’d told people I was going to do them and I didn’t want to add to my list of things I’d said I was going to do but failed to.
And that’s mostly why I’m writing this blog. Because if I post about it the fear of it being yet another failure might make me do it. Perhaps that’s a pathetic motivator but it’s working for me so far this year.