It's now the day after NaNo and while everyone is recovering, enjoy reading the NaNo Poem I wrote for the occasion.
How did everyone fair for NaNo anyway? I reached my goal and then some with a total of 53,549 words written! *throws confetti* Congrats to everyone to gave it a go this year! You're a winner just for trying!
Twas the night before NaNo and all through the house,
every creature was stirring, including the mouse.
The pencils were sharpened and pointed with care,
the keyboard prepared for a lot of wear.
The paper was stacked all neat on the desk,
ready for the ultimate writing test.
With my butt in the chair, pencil in hand
Muse and I ready for a long writing stand.
First one page then two, and straigt on to three,
day one was epic, the words flowing free!
Day two arrived with a flourish of ink
I barely had time to breathe or to think.
Third day came and went with more on the page,
the plot unfolding with the actors center stage.
Day four flew in, I had to get crafty.
the light of my muse did dwindle, you see.
And then on day five, I realized too late,
it had been a few days since I last ate!
The sixth day I gathered supplies so sweet!
No longer will I forget to drink or eat.
Now Fruit Snacks! Now Chocolate! Now Candy and Chips!
On Soda! On Coffee! On Napkins for Drips!
Back to the computer, with hands on the keys,
with food and drink near, I can write with ease.
Days seven and eight flew by in a flash.
I prayed my hard drive would not die or crash.
How did everyone fair for NaNo anyway? I reached my goal and then some with a total of 53,549 words written! *throws confetti* Congrats to everyone to gave it a go this year! You're a winner just for trying!
Twas the Night Before NaNo
Twas the night before NaNo and all through the house,
every creature was stirring, including the mouse.
The pencils were sharpened and pointed with care,
the keyboard prepared for a lot of wear.
The paper was stacked all neat on the desk,
ready for the ultimate writing test.
With my butt in the chair, pencil in hand
Muse and I ready for a long writing stand.
First one page then two, and straigt on to three,
day one was epic, the words flowing free!
Day two arrived with a flourish of ink
I barely had time to breathe or to think.
Third day came and went with more on the page,
the plot unfolding with the actors center stage.
Day four flew in, I had to get crafty.
the light of my muse did dwindle, you see.
And then on day five, I realized too late,
it had been a few days since I last ate!
The sixth day I gathered supplies so sweet!
No longer will I forget to drink or eat.
Now Fruit Snacks! Now Chocolate! Now Candy and Chips!
On Soda! On Coffee! On Napkins for Drips!
Back to the computer, with hands on the keys,
with food and drink near, I can write with ease.
Days seven and eight flew by in a flash.
I prayed my hard drive would not die or crash.
I wrote with a frenzy, ignoring my chores;
I had no time to play or head outdoors.
The days melded together, lost track of time.
My house and child now covered in grime.
The words flowed out with no end in sight
as I wrote the story of characters' plight.
My fingers cramped up but still I wrote.
Continued to pour coffee down my throat.
Ten days to go, day twenty was here
but then my muse no longer appeared!
I panicked and cried. What would I do?
My word count stalled at forty thousand and two.
More caffeine! My mind demanded of me.
Oh Muse return! became my constant plea.
Day twenty-one, I rested my brain
in hopes inspiration returned again.
Day twenty-two, I was back in the game,
but the previous day filled me with shame.
I gave up sleep, I had to write more
and then suddenly it was day twenty-four!
Twenty-five, twenty-six, I fought the good fight,
as I sweated and bled long into the night.
Twenty-seven and eight were gone too fast;
Only two more days left, I thought aghast!
Day twenty-nine, was filled with panic
as my writing went from frenzy to manic.
Day thiry came and all I had to say:
I did it! I made it! I wrote fifty k!
Now that it's done, I yell with all my might,
Happy NaNo to all and to all a goodnight!
Love it!! I didn't know you were a poet! ;)
My favorite lines:
"Days seven and eight flew by in a flash.
I prayed my hard drive would not die or crash."
Haha! I didn't NaNo, but I could get a glimpse of how it was through your poem.
Annie: I used to write poetry all the time, but just haven't had the urge to lately. NaNo presented the perfect opportunity to get a new one out. I'm glad you liked it!
I love this! It's perfect and made me giggle! Awesome work and congratz with NaNo! I wish I could say I reached 50k too, but my WIP is still stuck at 21k LOL. Maybe next year.
J.D.: Thanks babe! You'll get there. Since I'm moving the chapters around, Book 2 is back down to like 20K anyway BUT book 1 got a huge boost up to 90K finally! So, it worked out in the end. And besides, by this time next year, you'll be working on some other project and Dark Heirloom will be already sitting on the shelves!!
Bravo!!! *round of applause* What a great poem, and funny :) I think you summed it up very well.
Thanks Kurt! It was hard to write since I didn't just let the words flow - I was trying to fit it into the theme and pattern of the original, but it worked out in the end. I'm glad you liked it. I don't think it's as good as the song you wrote for me, but it works! ;)
Awesome poem! I did have that moment where I thought my laptop was crapping out. I though it was the screen going on me--and you can be certain I hustled, found a thumb drive, and made copies just in case.
Happily, I think it probably my vision instead, and alls well that ends well.
Happy to hear you finished so strong. Congrats!
Jon: I'm so glad it wasn't anything seriously wrong with your computer. I have had the panic when I thought I lost an entire MS only to find it three days later, saved in a different folder!! So blurry vision - and a forgetful mind - I know all about!
haha!! That was funny. You really made me laugh on Twitter :)
I will have to remember to send you that email. I have the memory of a goldfish.