I didn't participate in National Novel Writing Month.
I was too busy with the mountain of shorter pieces I've been writing.
As of the end of the month, I have 13 pieces going simultaneously.
(The month started with even more.)
Poems. Short stories. A children's book. Make that two children's books.
Every day--even before and after November--I do my best to work on each one, even if just a little bit, no matter what else is happening in my world.
It is not the most efficient, nor the most effective method for writing. One might liken it to one of those fevered jugglers who throws beyond a mere set of pins but also tosses in torches, swords, chainsaws, and a couple bawling babies to boot.
For those who did participate in NaNoWriMo, I hope the month went well for you. Perhaps I'll join you next year. That is, if I get all these other pieces finished first.
