I started out NaNoWriMo with a bang. I wrote like lightning, typing furiously and managing over 5,000 words on the first day, and another 2,500 on the second day.
And then the distractions hit.
It was my birthday weekend, so the kids spent one night with my mother. David and I had the next morning alone, and needless to say, I didn’t get any writing done. When the kids got home, the afternoon was filled with a walk to the park and the usual chaos that comes with dinner and baths and getting kids tucked into bed. Lee stopped by around 10 at night for some help with a knitting issue and I didn’t get to bed until nearly 5 in the morning, without having written a word on my memoir all day.
Two hours later, I took the kids to school and came home, intending to write. Unfortunately, gone are the days when two hours is enough sleep for me. I couldn’t keep my eyes open and ended up taking a nap. I got up and had to get the kids from school, at which point we entered the homework/dinner/pick up David from work/baths/bedtime portion of the evening.
We stayed up for a little while watching Doctor Who episodes on Netflix and then went to bed, earlier than usual because I was still wiped out from the night before, plus the kids would be home on Tuesday and napping would not be an option.
Yesterday, we voted, visited with my sister and her kids, and generally stayed very busy all day. I sat down to write last night but kept getting distracted by the election returns and poll results and political commentary.
In short, I have had far too many things going on to be able to write, especially on a subject that is very emotional and personal to me. My total words written since Saturday is zero. I should have about 12,000 words written by now, and instead I’m at 7,545 words.
I will not give up. I will hit the 50,000 words mark by the end of the month.
I just might have to lock my door, turn off my phone, close the Facebook and Twitter tabs on my browser, and become a hermit for a few days until I get caught up.