I'm not even pretending I'm going to do National Novel Writing Month this year. This first week of November I'm working brutal hours on a rush proofreading job, and I'll be traveling to Florida at the end of November to visit with my Dad and brother. I'd be insane to take on a novel. Or rather, more insane than the average NaNoWriMo'er.
My poet friend G shared an interview with her mentor who spends a good portion of the interview crediting meeting Maya Angelou as inspiration in his work. I then spent the evening watching interviews with Angelou through the years. She's fascinating to listen to, not because of what she says -- which is of course wise and inspirational -- but because of the dance of joy and wisdom she embodies.
Not having enough, I was reading through her quotes on Goodreads, and came across this one:
“What I try to do is write. I may write for two weeks ‘the cat sat on the mat, that is that, not a rat,’.... And it might be just the most boring and awful stuff. But I try. When I’m writing, I write. And then it’s as if the muse is convinced that I’m serious and says, ‘Okay. Okay. I’ll come.”
So, for those of you not even a week through NaNoWriMo, this one's for you. What you've embarked on is the hardest work of writing. The sitting down and writing, as a discipline. And it may be crap, or boring, or full of holes, or a grammatical nightmare, but you're committing to the act, and that's something. Or maybe it's brilliant and flawless and the muse is cozied up beside you with a cup of tea, gently mopping the sweat from your brow. Either way, brava my dears.
If you're not participating in the madness of NaNoWriMo, not to fear. You're still here, and you're still writing. 100 words may seem small compared to the 50,000 of a novel, but to craft a truly brilliant 100 words vignette is quite an art. (I'm still waiting for someone's bestseller to have started with a 100 word vignette. It's gonna happen.)
So let's get to it. Your word this week, from Maya Angelou, is: