Well, I can tell you what has happened. I let real life get in the way. But I can say that I now know the bliss of actually putting my writing before anything else - except the necessity of working full time with a two and a half hour daily commute - before my writing.
So much has happened in the past week and a half since I finished NaNoWrimo:
- Two work Christmas parties
Anderson and Danielle
- Day to day living with my two grandchildren, for one of whom, it is his very first Christmas
- Going to the airport at midnight to pick up our adopted 'Prodigal Daughter' who has been on walkabout around the world for nearly five years
- Catching up with friends - an annual Christmas time flurry of coffees and lunches, talk fests, and promises to not just do it once a year
- Digging through the old shed for the Christmas tree and decoration
- Christmas shopping (albeit online this year), wrapping gifts
- Spending quality time at a sleepover with my 93 year old mother and my two dogs
- Attending the Queensland Writers Centre Christmas party and rubbing shoulders with many of the best authors and writers in the country, enjoying their company, and making new writing acquaintances
- Planning a holiday for early next year to Cambodia and Thailand, accompanied by fellow author Matt T. Dillon
- and, last night, watching the moon as it turned red for the lunar eclipse.
|My 93 yo Mum, Olive Dillon (nee Clark) and Karob|
My life seems to be back in the 'normal' zone, whatever that is. But NaNoWriMo, whilst challenging, allowed me to see that 'normal' is chaotic, noisy, expensive, stressful, and emotionally draining. I think that, if I could, I would live in the wonderful, peaceful, self-realising world of NaNoWriMo all year long.
Hmm, maybe that should be my New Year's resolution this year?
|Little Santa - Anderson 8 months old|
|Karob, my little Moodle|