National Novel Writing Month 2023 – week four

Well, there it is.

I’ve finished.

Is it perfect? No.

Is it done? Yes.

Is that enough? For now.

This month has been an absolute cluster of too many things throwing themselves at me all at once. I released an album, wrote a book, performed in an improv show, somehow managed to make it through my job as well as worrying about a myriad of other things.
I would just like something to come to fruition so it doesn’t feel like I’m constantly throwing myself against a fire door.

I read this week that October, November and December are sometimes called “snow globe season” where it feels like everything in your life is just thrown about the place and you come out of it in January wondering what the hell happened.

That certainly feels accurate at this point. I am completely emotionally and physically drained. I cannot tell you how much the support I have had in the last month has been but I need a rest.

Am I going to take it though? No.

Instead, I’ll spend the next week preparing a script to send to the Writer’s Room because this is the only time of year when they are open to submissions.

After that, will I rest?

No. I’m going to be celebrating Hanukkah and moving house and making that into a home and then it’s Christmas and then it’s New Year. But then, I will rest.

For now, thank you to my mad little mind for allowing me to spend the last 30 days really going through it, abandoning my plan within the first five minutes of writing each day and just seeing where the wind takes us.

It feels good to be the king (of fractured sleep, lower back pain and problem drinking).