So in the lead up to NaNoWriMo, I thought I’d share again with you my thoughts on Camp NaNoWriMo. Don’t let the names fool you – these are two vastly different creatures.
So, I took part in Camp NaNoWriMo this year, and boy is it a different beast to normal NaNoWriMo. If the November session is a huge street party of creativity, the Carnevale of writing, Camp NaNoWriMo truly is a camp. That one you went on when you were like thirteen, stuck in the woods or up a mountain with a group of the least talkative people. You know those ones who refuse to participate in the activities and sit in the corner on their phones/game consoles?
I’m certain that if you have people you can share your cabin with, it would be an awesome, supportive, inspiring experience. Unfortunately, that was not my lot this year. Maybe next year. Who knows?
That said, there were some amazing parts of Camp NaNoWriMo:
- the ability to define your own goal
- the thrill of seeing the word count rise
- the race against the trajectory…
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