Because I have become obsessed with the time-management side of writing, I printed out a calendar of July and marked the days I didn’t write. I wanted to see if there was a pattern. And I discovered there’s a pretty obvious pattern.
|1||2 NO WRITING||3||4||5||6||7 NO WRITING|
|8 NO WRITING||9||10||11||12||13||14 NO WRITING|
|15 NO WRITING||16 NO WRITING||17||18||19||20||21 NO WRITING|
|22 NO WRITING||23 NO WRITING||24||25||26||27 NO WRITING||28 NO WRITING|
|29 NO WRITING||30||31||1 NO WRITING||2 Signed up for Camp|
|3 NO WRITING||4 NO WRITING|
See the pattern? Right up until I signed up for Camp NaNoWriMo, my non-writing days were almost entirely centered on the weekend. To be exact, 8 out of 12, or 66.67%, of my non-writing days were either Saturday or Sunday. The remaining four days were 3 Mondays and 1 Friday. Okay, so they aren’t technically weekend days, but they’re just to one side or the other of the weekend.
So what happened when I signed up for Camp NaNoWriMo? No idea. Intimidation, maybe? Or rebelliousness against the idea that now I have to write? I have been enjoying it so much in July, maybe introducing the additional challenge of CampNaNo in August subconsciously threatened my enjoyment?
Who knows. Anyway, I’m GOING to write tonight, dammit! The OCD side of me is protesting the outliers that are going to show up on my August map.