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Thursday, September 20, 2007

my yearly position on the write-a-book-in-a-month thing

Okay, I have done this announcement for years (this year I'm early because the talk is starting early).

The whole NANOWRIMO angst thing? Makes me angry.

It used to just irritate me. Now it infuriates me.

I will rant now, to save us all from hearing it later.

Why does it aggravate me?

1. These people are stressing a NONPAID deadline.
2. They volunteered.
3. Did I mention the NONPAID part? (And yes, before you ask. I write for money. Period. Not for fun. Or art. Or anything else. I'm in this for the cash - have problems with that? Come pay my $400 light bill.)
4. Angst for angst's sake stopped being amusing when you were in high school. There are people on this earth starving, being mutilated, in true, honest, non-theoretical pain. Angsting because you're theorectically missing a deadline that you gave yourself because all sorts of other people are doing it too? *points* Big girl panties. Try 'em on.

Okay, from now on, I can simply refer back to this post and will not have to rant in real time.

;-)

4 Comments:

  • At 3:44 PM, Blogger C.Potts said…

    I love you.

    Also, a whole month? For 50K? Please.

    I'd like to point out that all of the angst I've got scheduled for November will center on things that have nothing to do with fiction whatsoever, although the truth is stranger than...

     
  • At 5:53 PM, Blogger Alex Draven said…

    I was miffed that I broke a good story making the attempt that one year, but it's hardly angst worthy...

    Just a matter of learning that I'm not you guys and I can't do that. Yet. ;p

     
  • At 7:38 PM, Blogger Jean said…

    It's volunteer. It's not worth stressing over. It's a decent motivational tool for some folks, I can see that, but the angst starts in September and ends around Christmas. It's ludicrous.

    I stress the deadlines that are for things that pay money... and frankly, I use my LJ to babble about stressing and gets some sympathy (heh) and after venting, I'm not even stressed anymore. I've finally learned that I can hit a deadline sans drama. Go me.

     
  • At 2:45 PM, Blogger Moma Sue said…

    I love you and no angst

     

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