The benefits of NaNoWriMo
Not surprisingly, every November somebody (a lot of somebodies, actually) starts sniggering and/or demeaning the whole event. Sometimes, it’s fun and to the point (I just set this as my desktop background), sometimes it’s plain mean and condescending. So that got me thinking, not really about stopping writing but about the benefits of NaNo for me personally.
My first NaNo novel, two years ago, was largely unreadable. A really good idea, completely wasted by, well, horrible plotting, overabundance of meaningless characters and figuring out what this was really about around the end of the thing.
What I got from this:
- after finishing the thing I started looking around to figure out what does it need to be published. I realized it lacked virtually everything. And I started learning to write (instead of thinking “I can write a novel easy-peasy”),
- since it was the first novel I wrote in English, I got enormous kicks from being able to do it,
- and I learned that I do need some better plotting, and try to write simpler to learn stuff.
The next year, I wrote stuff, and learned a lot of stuff as well. I think that I wrote Vega then, at least most of it.
Then, next NaNoWriMo. Far better plotted, far better paced (amounted to something you could actually read without killing yourself in the first two chapters). Fell apart in the middle though.
What I learned:
- that writing a novel takes more than “writing that you know” and “writing what you’re suited to write” (I started with a high-school-in-Latvia plot with multicultural twist and switched to “stranded on an alien planet with no way of knowing their language and no meds to cure a terminal illness” plot. Take a wild guess which one I thought was more familiar, and more useful in the grand scheme of things. Take a wild guess which one was more fun to write),
- that I *still* need to learn. A lot. Especially about endings. And self-discipline,
- that I can’t go on forever. I burned out horribly after that and spent two months in frustration, basically because I didn’t understand I need a down-time too.
Then, I wrote some more. And participated in Script Frenzy (which went too well for me to say it didn’t go well, even if nobody really needs a 180-page comic that is virtually un-drawable. Damn, I still love the thing).
This year, well, it’s too early to judge. But right now, I feel that writing 3K non-crap words a day is a manageable thing for me. And I’ve learned some things that I should anticipate about my plotting (mainly that it never turns out the way I imagined it, but that it still helps, even if it’s only to eliminate the first, painfully obvious ideas). I’ve learned some things about the discipline of writing. And (yawns) about my necessity to sleep sometimes.
All in all, I’d say it is a good experience for me.