Normalcy is one word, but oh how I have been longing for it since Hurricane Sandy has hit. First, we had the storm itself hit, which as already described here unnerved me. Then, we had the aftermath of having no power and much more, which can be read about here. And then we finally got power back, but had others close to us still without, did our part to help out and can read about that here.
But through it all I longed for just a sense of just what I already stated with the word normalcy. By the way, I would like to take a moment and say that I am sorry that I have not been online as much or sharing as much as I would like for my writing friends on Hubpages and blogging, too. I am trying believe me, but just can’t seem to catch up as much as I would like. I truly hope no one thinks I am being rude or ignoring them, but there just doesn’t seem to be enough hours in my already long day.
And then of course November 1st began NaNoWriMo, where you try your hand at writing a novel without abandonment for 30 days and nights. The goal is 50,000 words written with no need about editing right now, but just write your hearts content out. I was on the fence when I first heard about this back in October, but the more I heard about it the more I caught the bug and finally last week threw my hat in the ring so to speak.
Then, of course, news of Hurricane Sandy began to circulate and the closer we got the more imminent it appeared that we would most likely lose power, but so not sure for how long. When we did lose power on Monday night October 29th, I was not only worried for obvious reasons about how long we would be without power, but selfishly for NaNoWriMo, which started November 1st as I already stated. I was truly excited for it now and couldn’t imagine not being able to actually participate.
When we did get the power back on Halloween night, I not only was ecstatic to have electricity and heat back (obviously), but was thrilled that tomorrow was November 1st and would be online for NaNoWriMo.NaNoWriMo 2012…
However, we were the only ones to get power back and then began the days and nights of having a packed house. I truly was happy to give back and do this for our family. I love them all and wanted to do whatever I could do to help.
But my writing and online time was not be as much I would have liked. I feel terrible for those I am friends with on Hubpages, because I know that I have not been as present or available as would like to be. And even to my blogging friends, who I have been trying to keep up with and am sorry also if I have missed any of your posts, too.
My schedule, since the power came back, has been to write my blog posts during any free or down time during the day (which is few and far between). And then I write my butt off into the wee hours of night once my kids are asleep and the house is quiet, all for my novel. Last night for instance, I wrote almost 1500 more words and by the last 200 or so, I had to take a few minutes break before wrapping up, because my eyes were beginning to shut down and could feel myself fighting sleep.
My novel for those who are wondering is titled, “Lessons Learned” and is a fictional account of some my own trials and tribulations in the dating world in my youth. It is very loosely based and just trying to keep it real though. My main character (Carly) went through a terrible loss of a family member and is now just beginning to come out of this loss by having met a young guy (Colin), who has completely taken her world by surprise. I have an idea of where I am going with this, but each new writing day brings new thoughts, twists and turns.
I will tell you that through this whole ordeal, my writing is my once sense of normalcy (yes that word again) and has kept me sane in my slightly insane world right now. I thank god for it and even welcome it, because I am a writer through and through. So even when the chips were down, I took to my keyboard and wrote my deepest, darkest thoughts here, because it made me feel like I could at least get it all out somewhere.
Even when I have not had a moment to seemingly catch my breath, I wrote, because it comforted and calmed me. When I was and am too tired to write, I just kept and keep writing, because I don’t want to stop ever. So I leave you with this and ask this one simple question, am I the only one who would love to write all day and night long if I could and is comforted by writing?? Weigh in, hit me up in the comments section, and let me know.
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