I hate Nanowrimo. Hate.
Before you give me a lecture about how hate is something we need to work on quelling in the world, hear me out.
Reasons I hate Nanowrimo:
- You have to write every day. EVERYDAY. Or there is no way you can make it.
- You have to write even if what you are writing is crap. EVERYTHING IS CRAP.
- Nanowrimo makes me want to light my laptop on fire. Literally. This is not a cute use of figurative language. I. Want. To. Light. The. ******. On. Fire.
- I have become increasingly less social.
- I have resumed some bad habits. Some of which may or may not involve: tequila, OCD behavior, lack of showering, eating pounds of popcorn a day, using wild-rabid animals as a towel each morning, tobacco–I live to mix it with lotion and use it as a face mask. The burning feels good, drinking salsa, and sun tanning in the dark.
- I am not sure I am writing in English anymore. I am not sure I would know if I wasn’t.
- I don’t sleep well. In fact I don’t think I have slept in days. If I am not writing, I am thinking about writing, and I can’t turn my brain off, and all I want is a little sleep, but my mind keeps talking and talking, and it won’t stop, none of it stops, all the writing, and the thinking, and the writing.
- I have gained weight, which is just mean. Nanowrimo has full control of my mind, but the waistline too? That is going to far.
See why I should be allowed to hate Nanowrimo? SEE?