Musings on NaNoWriMo

November is quite a ways off, I know, but usually this time of year I start my coordination with the library to host my National Novel Writing Month events.

Last years turn out was dismal. As was the year before. When I first took the role of Municipal Liaison for my region, plenty of people came to the library write-ins. It was great. We talked, wrote, had pizza parties. I even met with people outside of the events, at my local coffee shop, to keep the spirit of the event going, and helping those people who love writing motivated. It breaks my heart that for the past two years the numbers have plummeted.

The library I host at is a good 45 minutes away. Its a great library, and they are enthusiastic about clearing a community room for the event to be hosted in, and provide things like coffee and whatnot.

Outside of the gas and snacks I’ve provided in the past, I also try to bolster a little competition by offering a prize pack to the highest word count among those who attend the write ins. These packs are basically gift bags with books on writing and unique coffee mugs. Things like that.

Last year I got really depressed after the event due to its poor turn out. And since then, I have been pondering what to do.

I am considering that this year, rather than work so hard on a project that no one attends, I will forgo the event at the library and host personal write-ins at the local coffee shop for those who do want someone to sit with. I know the library will be disappointed.

This may sound terrible, but one thing that does make me feel a little as if ‘its not me’, is the fact that NaNoWriMo as a whole, I mean world wide, seems to have been hit with this decline. The organization has not been receiving the donations needed to support their own events. They have cancelled a yearly event meant for we Municipal Liaisons. They aren’t reaching donation goals. Its sad, because the idea behind NaNo is great.

So, even though I have pretty much made up my mind about what I will do with the event this year, I am dragging my feet on contacting my library on it.

Ugh. Adulting is hard.

 

 

 


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