The end of November. It is ending. Pens, pencils, computers, and laptops down. NaNoWriMo 2020 is over.
Now the big question you’ve all been asking. Did I win NaNoWriMo 2020?
When I started planning for NaNoWriMo, I was really nervous. I had never done NaNoWriMo before, and never felt like I would be able to complete NaNo. But this year, I decided to do it. So I planned in October. I worked hard on a full outline, and some character sheets. After October, it was time to begin. I started with a really strong first day. I wrote 5k in one day, which was the most I’ve ever written in a day. Then I dropped back to writing around 2k a day, making sure I didn’t burn myself out. After the first day, I was pretty confident I could win NaNo.
But then tiredness and boredom struck. Around halfway through, I was struggling every day to meet the minimum word count I needed to successfully meet my goal. But then, after that, it began to become automatic–writing 2k words every morning before breakfast. And now here we are. The last few days of NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month.
Caleb…did you win NaNo?
It is time to break the news. Time to reveal whether or not I beat the challenge known by writers all around the world, after attempting it for the first time ever.
Did I win NaNo?
All right, cut the suspense.
I WON NANOWRIMO AS A FIRST TIME CHALLENGER!!! I did it it! I wrote 50k+ words in the month of November! In fact, I hit the 50k mark 9 days before November 30th!
To be honest, it was a lot of fun, and I really enjoyed it. To all of you who are wondering how I beat NaNo, this is the biggest tip that got me through:
No matter how tired, bored, or unmotivated with your story you feel, just write those 2k words every. single. day. You don’t have to write 5k a day. You don’t have to do it in one hour. You just have to manage to write 2k throughout the whole of each day. And if you do that, if you meet your minimum word count every single day and simply focus on not getting behind, you’ll win.
All right! Thank you for all your support this month. Winning this challenge means a lot, and I’ll definitely be planning to do it again some year in the future! To finish off this final NaNoWriMo post, I’ll show you guys a little snippet from my book, Trusting the Enemy (which, by the way, isn’t finished yet. I’m still writing it, and I’m at 63k words. Hopefully I’ll get the first draft done soon!)
Here’s the snippet:
Simon bent and drank some of the cool, clean water of the pond, and splashed a little on his face. The freezing shock of the water caused Simon’s brain to start turning, and he instantly felt better and more alert. He stood, let out a sigh, and began to head back up toward the camp. But then a rustle arrested his attention. He froze and looked slowly from side to side. Something had definitely made a noise nearby him. But where had it come from? The longer he waited, the more Simon was convinced it had been his imagination. But it couldn’t have been…it had been so real. The dim light of the early dawn was too obscuring to make out any human or animal shapes from the foliage around the pond.
Just as Simon was ready to admit he had gone crazy, another rustle in the brush jumped in his ears. He turned around, this time pinpointing the location of the noise. There—just to the left of him, a little behind. Right next to the pond. He spotted a crouching shape, a little darker than the foliage around him. It was definitely a man, and a cloak was draped around him. A hood covered his face. Was it…Paul? Perhaps he had been awake as well and had decided to pull a prank on Simon. Simon smiled briefly. It definitely sounded like something Paul would do. However, just to be sure, Simon decided to sneak a little closer. If it was, in fact, just one of his friends, he could jump out and scare them. But if he made himself known and it wasn’t one of his friends…
Simon bent low to the ground and crept closer to the brush next to the pond. He hid behind a large bush, only a few feet away from the cloaked figure. Then a glint caught Simon’s eye, and he looked down at it. The metal blade of a knife, poking from the folds of the crouched figure’s cloak, shone in the dim light.
This couldn’t be Paul.
Just as Simon was about to head back to camp to warn the others, the figure leaped directly at Simon.
DUN DUN DUNNNNN! Would you guys like to see more snippets of the novel next week? If so, please let me know!
All right! That’s it for this week! Thanks so much again for all of your support this month, and I’ll see you all in December! Oh, by the way, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!! 😀