April 2017’s Camp NaNo is over, and with it, my tenure as a London Municipal Liaison for NaNoWriMo.
Camp itself was neither as good as I hoped, nor as bad as I feared. In my 20k (20.022k to be unnecessarily precise), I got the first draft of The Kingdom of Light done, did a character meme on it that was strangely obsessed with babies, and started planning November’s story. It’s a bit self-insert-y, but this was a serious year, so the next year doesn’t have to be. Right?
With that done, I want to talk a little bit about leaving the role.
Salutations, blog reader(s)! Today I’m going to share with you some of what I think makes a good ML – that is, a good regional leader for National Novel Writing Month. (ML stands for ‘Master of Literature’. Or rather, it doesn’t, but it should.) I think that’s an area I can give some insight into, having been a London ML for two NaNos and three Camps now.
I got carried away in the last two entries. Talked about me. And here’s the thing: hardly anybody on the Internet cares about me. And that’s okay, because I care about hardly anybody on the Internet. They’re just faceless online entities, as I am to them.
What they care about is insight I can give, interesting things I can provide a window into. That’s not writing a fantasy novel, there are hundreds of would-be fantasy writers dotting the Internet, blogging their little blogs. But there are only four London MLs, as things stand. I think perhaps I can type something of interest on that.
So. If you want to be an ML, what skills should you have?
Last entry was a bit gloomy, wasn’t it? Gloominess doesn’t really suit the current weather. If you’re in the south-east of the UK, or indeed in many other parts of the country, you’re being exposed to some glorious spring sunshine.
After the first week-and-a-bit of Camp NaNo, can I deliver a slightly more weather-appropriate blog entry? I’m pleased to say that yes, I can.
This is the final entry in my blog for a bit.
NaNo’s finally, properly, over. The writing is done, the last social event has been enjoyed, and we move into the post-NaNo phase. Writing meet-ups will continue to take place on Sundays, but that’s part of ‘Days Are For Writing’, not NaNoWriMo proper.
But I’ve still got a couple of things to say.
I’ve done it! I’ve reached 50k! On the last day, no less! This is so exciting! Hello, world! Hello, friends! Hello, family! I’ve reached the milestone!
Recently in my story, Stefan, Freya, Cait, and Lumia have been taking in the Festival of the Night in Noctliand. Lumia may have found her calling as a pop star, before the era had a name for such things. She can’t sing, but even back in the day, this was recognised as being utterly unimportant for a pop star.
Meanwhile, things have indeed taken a turn for the worse for Jean. And Ansari. Along the worsening way, we find out exactly where Leon lives: 25 Mildred Road.
This bit usually comes at the end of my blog posts. It comes at the start now, because with the end of NaNo in sight, I’ve got to start asking myself the inevitable question. For those wondering what it is, look at the title of this post.
In a perfect world, the year would happen such that NaNo starts and ends on a weekend, every year. Beginning on Saturday 1st, ending on Sunday 30th. Thus giving writers maximum time for a last-minute sprint to the goal, and making a midnight opening to the month possible for those with day jobs. (And throwing the Kick-Off and TGIO plans entirely out of wack, but that’s for the MLs to worry about!)
Alas, we are not in fact in the best of all possible worlds. The calendar conspires against us. 365 is not divisible by 7, let alone leap years, so the days of NaNo shift around from year to year and make planning that little bit more irritating. This year, it ends on a Wednesday having started on a Tuesday.