National Novel Writing Month is an intense experience, creatively. And I love it for that. I love that it forces me to sit down and write—which is something I want to be doing anyway, but never seem to make the time for.
The downside? It’s an intense experience, creatively. Especially at the beginning, when I’m still finding my way into the story, it uses up pretty much all of my creative energy.
It’s getting easier, now. A full week in, and I’m getting to a point where I can spend a few hours a day writing, and not need to spend the rest of the day decompressing. I can think about the other stories I’m working on, and I can think about photography again.
Which is really just a long-winded way of saying some of these pictures are a bit boring, and I’m sorry for that. (That’s the other thing about NaNo: it gets really tempting to use more words than strictly necessary.)