The time has come!
Writers collect all the sanity they have managed to keep while writing, buy a bucket load of incentive snacks, and hide away in their homes for suny July. If you see a red-eyed and pasty white person walking out of the library, you will instantly think, “Look, there’s a crazy weirdo who participated in Camp NaNoWriMo.”
I must admit I am one of those crazy weirdos who participated in Camp NaNoWriMo.
Hours completed that week: 8
Hours completed in total: 8
The month started out on a good note. My plan was to spend 30 hours editing draft 2. By editing I mean, reading through the book highlighting things and writing down notes on what to change, throw away, move, or double-check.
I really wanted to print off my book before Camp started because I don’t like editing on a computer. That meant I had write like crazy the days following up to camp. No resting and relaxing before the hectic month starts.
Thankfully, I finished draft 1 on June 29. It felt nice to hold my hard work in my hands. But once I started editing, I cursed it’s thickness because it feels like I got no where. Draft 2 is a thick bad boy that is larger than my neighbor’s cat.
I even persuaded my dad to bring me out to Walmart so I could buy my favorite pens instead of using the podunk kind we have at home. What? I have a pen preference, don’t you?
If you follow my instagram, which you all should, then you’d see the updates on my story. I was updating nearly almost day and was managing my time like a boss.
I was writing blog posts while brushing my teeth and eating on the way to work. There wasn’t enough hours in the day for me to get everything done, so I multitasked. But I was getting my hours in, about 2 a day. I knew I would get it done on time. I was steering myself into the path of success.
Sadly, I lost my momentum. Not because I wanted to, but because I was simply to busy.
Hours completed that week: 6
Hours completed in total: 14
I don’t have a ton to say about this week. I’m proud that I edited almost every single day.
Hours completed that week: 4
Hours completed in total: 18
I went on vacation for ten full days in July and that cut out a huge chunk of my time. It was nice to lay on the beach and relax, but I was anxious to keep writing. I couldn’t bring my manuscript down to the beach with me as I feared sand getting stuck on the pages.
Sunday proved to be the best day for me to get my work done, so while the rest of my family was baking in the sun, I was living it up at the windy and shady campsite.
Another place where I got all my work done was six thirty in the morning in my tent. You may be thinking, “Carlye, why are you awake that early. You are on vacation.” Well sweetie, no matter how late I stay up, I will rarely sleep past seven. Sure, I stay in bed ’till eight thirty, but that doesn’t mean I’m sleeping.
So I would get all cozy in my sleeping bag on my skinny little mattress and whip out my highlighters and binder. That’s another thing, I’m so organized that I have a color-coded sheet that explains what each color means. It’s a system and a good system to that.
Hours completed that week: 2
Hours completed in total: 20
Once I got back from camping, I was swept away in working.
I work at a CNC machine shop normally, but every summer I work at a berry farm for about two weeks. It’s two weeks filled with eleven hours of staring at blueberries fly by your eyes.
So I get up at six thirty in the morning to get picked up an hour later by a fellow worker. We get back around eight thirty and I’m so dead on my feet I don’t feel like noveling and I want to do is sleep.
But there is a rare day when I’m wide awake at eleven thirty pm and working on this blog post instead of sleeping even though I needed to be awake in seven hours. And guess what, I didn’t work on my novel at all that night. I didn’t get home till eleven anyway.
It was Saturday night, the last night of week 4 when I finally realized how far behind I was. I hate following behind on things and not completing my goals. During my ninth hour on the berry picker, my brain decided the only way to get this done would be pulling an all-nighter.
I’ve done one before, but I was well rested the day before. I was running on fumes that Saturday because I didn’t get enough sleep. But I was certain that I could make it. I was home before ten o’clock and immediately got started on editing.
Until mom came into my room and told me to go to bed. She doesn’t normally stop me from staying up late, but I think it had something to do with the lack of sleep I had gotten during that week. So my all-nighter was short lived.
Hours completed that week: 10
Hours completed in total: 30
The last week was upon me as was another week of work. How in the world was I going to find time to get ten hours done in four days?
If my night was seven hours long, I could shave off an hour or two. But then I’d be dead on my feet the next morning when I showed up to work with only five hours of sleep. Plus, that would get me eight hours at most.
I was beginning to doubt myself, my goals, and if I was still sane. I still wouldn’t let myself lower my goal and losing wasn’t an answer. The solution?
I usually set aside Sunday to relax, read, and just chill. I forget about all the stressful things, such as crazy writing projects.
I made myself a little nest with pillows and blankets and got comfy for the long haul. I had food, I had water, I had music. Anything short of a stampeding goat and carrot soup would shake me from my nest.
So I sat there for four hours, laboring over my novel. Some pages were thick with highlighter ink and my chicken scratch for handwriting. Others only had a few dots of color which were easy to fix.
It was Monday and I was ready to conquer the last six hours of my goal. And then my hope plummeted when I worked late that night.
But as mentioned before, I don’t like to walk away from my projects or fail. So I did one measly hour and a half.
That left four and a half hours and two days.
I woke up early the next day and edited for an hour and a half before working. Once I got hom, I edited for another 1.5 hours.
The next day after work, I edited for the remaining 1.5 hours. I had hit my goal with two hours to spare! After updating my winning goal on Camp NaNoWriMo, I went to bed.
Tell me about how your camp project went. Did you win or is it a case of, better luck next time? Let me know in the comments.
I hope everyone has a wonderful day and see you next week with the highlights of my vacation.