Obligatory Nanowrimo Post

Obligatory because its nearly November and I talk about November every year. That doesn't mean I don't absolutely love doing it though! Year-round, I tell every person who happens to mention that they once harbored a secret dream of writing a novel about it, write down the site address for them, let them know what my avatar name on the site is and try to get them to add me. Why do I jump into this so gung-ho?

It is because books have always played an important part in my life. Some of my earliest memories are of my father reading my favourite Wuzzles storybook to me. One of his favourite stories to tell is how one day he got tired of reading the exact same storybook for his daughter every day before bed. He suggested that I should read it to him. I was 4 or 5 and if I remember correctly, I was a little confused. But in the end, I did it. My father thought I was a brilliant reader, the best he'd ever seen in a young child. Until he realized that I had finished one line before ever flipping the page. It was then that he realized that I pretty much had it memorized, nearly word for word and I was actually trying (badly) to use his cadence to tell the story. 

He decided then and there that I had to read at least one book (aside from that one) to him every day before he would read me a story. Even when I was too old to have my Dad read me to sleep, I listened to him read to my little brother. Every week, he would bring home comics for my sister and brother and new novels for me. 

Very clearly not a picture of me, but I do all of my writing on laptops, wherever
 I happen to find space to pull it out. I now have an office though. One day you'll
get pictures of it. 

In high school, I took a class called Typing 104. My family had owned a computer for 3-4 years at this point and I was mainly taking the class to learn how to type business letters to prepare me for the real world. I admit that I spent the majority of this class writing a novel. It wasn't a very good novel of course. In fact, it was very bad and I never finished it.
However, years later, it was on my mind when I found out about Nanowrimo and tried my first few years. I hadn't considered that I could ever really write a book and publish it. That was something that important people who were way more brilliant than me did. It took years to hone my craft and more to push past my fear to publish. 

Books have always been one of my catalysts for growth and I want to try to make sure that other people have that same love for them I do. I consider books one of life's necessities, up there with food and water. Your mileage may vary, of course. But for me. I write. 

And every November, no matter what else is happening in my life, I put fingers to keyboard and write. I always will, even if there is no Nanowrimo.

Will anyone be writing this Nanowrimo with me?