I might have bitten off more than I should. Or maybe it was a spurt of over-achieving, multi-focal whatever. I found myself writing several short poems each of the past days (not so bad) and then this side project (that is ridiculously enormous) and meanwhile eking out a bit of time to push ahead the NaNoWriMo (the thing that needs a title).
My brain kind of went klunk tonight.
I’m going to get a tall glass of water and sit down and think about a plan for the rest of the month. I looked over last year’s NaPoWriMo and it wasn’t so bad. The main difference being that I was working between two sources of prompts and filling in the blanks with my own idea or a haiku or two, but one poem a day.
So maybe – ONE short poem a day (part of a series) and the enormously ridiculous side project (which would be ridiculously amazing if it works out) and moving ever onward to the end of the NaNoWriMo project (which is seriously making me giggle on most days. That’s not so bad a plan.
And now to bed.
