I signed up for NaNoWriMo this November, where writers across the world strive for a goal of writing 50,000 words in one month. I signed up so that I could proudly say I'd written a novel, and it has been a whirlwind.
Excitement to just write
Oh my gosh, look at all the words I wrote today! This is going to be a piece of cake.
Falling in love with your characters
These characters are so perfect!
Being social
"Hey, person walking by, did I tell you what my novel's about?"
Nervousness
Will I have enough words?
Full-on panic
I literally have no plot and I'm 4,000 words in already.
Snacking
Maybe I just need some energy for a good idea to strike...
...We go back to being social...
"Hey, excuse me random stranger, what would you do in this highly specific situation?"
Confusion
Y'all, I got 50 pages of words and I can't find the spot I need to work on.
...And, back to being social (why are there so many people?)
"No, really, I don't think you're going to want to read this. It's pretty bad."
Exhaustion
December 1st, involved taking a long nap.