I started off this month so strong. Last time I posted, I was averaging close to 3000 words a day. I kept up this intensity of writing for the first 6 or 7 days, despite everything else life threw at me. I thought I was invincible. After slowing down a bit on Friday night to catch my breath (I only managed 1200 that night), I wrote 5800 words on Saturday.
But then the trouble started.
I went out with a friend I hadn’t seen in a very long time. Not for a crazy wild night or anything – I’m far too old for that (don’t laugh) – but just for dinner and a couple of drinks. Dinner ended up being the local Indian place, where I ate approximately twice as much as I needed to, and drinks ended up being at Reviver, my local classy cocktail bar (about 4 minutes stumbling distance from home). I only had a couple of cocktails, mind you, as alcohol doesn’t mix too well with my headaches these days.
I thought I was fine until I got home, where I found myself very feverish and nauseous. I was almost certain I had food poisoning or something like that – whatever it was, it kept me waking up all night, and I spent all of Sunday feeling like death warmed up. I woke up that day with my throat swollen and burning, my head thumping, my temperature fluctuating wildly, my balance completely off and when I tried napping I was rewarded upon waking up with sinus pains and a runny nose. I was pretty cranky, to say the least.
It’s now mid-afternoon on Monday and things aren’t exactly much better. I’ve already called in sick for tomorrow, and after forcing out about 1000 words yesterday, I haven’t written a thing today, nor will I most likely.
Have I burnt out? Maybe. Although I suspect it might just be a case of the man-flu. Whatever it is, it’s knocked me about a lot and after such a strong start I’m going to have 2-3 days of very little writing indeed.
I’m not overly worried, though. I’m sitting on 27 000, thanks to my efforts last week. I think I’m mostly bummed out because I wanted to aim for 100 000 words instead of the usual 50 000, but this setback might just be enough to make that bigger goal an impossibility. Still, 70-80 000 is more than possible, so I guess I’ll just see what I can do. I’ve definitely won NaNoWriMo, unless my arms spontaneously combust, so it’s more about reaching my own goals now.
How are all of you doing for NaNoWriMo? I hope none of you are getting sick or burning out – if so, make sure you take a couple of days to recover, because your health is more important! You can always catch up later!