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Monday, April 1, 2013

Lazyctionist

I'm a shitty writer. All of you who have ever read anything I've written know this is true.

That's why I don't get why I feel the need to rub it in my own face by taking part in NaNoWriMo or as currently, Camp NaNoWriMo, even though I know I'll get bored with my plot after two days (it'd help if I had a plot to begin with, though) and I'll never finish the story (let's be honest, like I'd manage to say everything I have on the matter in 50,000 words which is the goal? Or had the energy to keep on writing once I'm past that?)

For those who are not familiar with the concept, it's National Novel Writing Month, basically meaning your goal is to plan and write a 50,000 word novel in a month. The main event is in November but there are two camps, in April and July, too, where you can get sorted into a cabin with fellow NaNo people and you can talk about writing and give pep talks and stuff. It's my first year camping, and my second time ever taking part in this.

Well, also second time writing anything fictional that's longer than two pages, because I have these amazing ideas but never get them right on the paper, so I don't really want to try and fail, because I'm a perfectionist. 

This time the problem is I've told way too many people about this project to  back down. It'd be embarrassing to be like "oh, I quit. I gave up. I didn't complete it". And you know why? Because I'm a perfectionist.

I'm also freaking lazy, and that's a killer combo for a person. Can't concentrate if room's not clean, but too lazy to do it. Don't want to do badly in an exam, but too lazy to start revising sooner than two nights before. Trying to get everything right with the first try.

I know it's not healthy and that I have a lot to learn in this world. That's why I write. It helps me realize things about myself, because usually I have no sense of when we're browsing the vast areas of TMI, and there's no point in lying to yourself on your own blog where the content's totally up to you, so.

Yeah.

Learning.

No April fools here. Because they suck. Brool story, co.