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  • Nanworimo 2009

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  • Nanowrimo Coincides with Semi-Annual ER Visit!

    Nanowrimo Rebels! It has begun! This year, I waited to see what writing needed to come out – fiction or memoir. And once again it is (drumroll please) creative non-fiction. I have some fiction in here somewhere, but memoir is in the way. So many stories, so few written down…. from this year and last anyway. Memoir now. Fiction later. And maybe they’ll collide, in the end.

    And so, even though am still disabled and am now in the sad, post-divorce situation where I must work part-time in order to make ends meet, I’ve managed to keep my word count relatively on track. Even more remarkable since I’ve had the flu this week.

    In fact, I finally called the MN state flu phone line yesterday after being pretty sick for two days – fever, icky cough, headaches, huge fatigue and body pain to write home about. If you know me, you know that if I’m complaining aboaut extra fatigue and pain, that’s pretty remarkable. The flu hotline nurse didn’t like that my breathing wasn’t as easy as it should be, or that I heard crackling at the beginning and ends of each breath. In fact, she told me I must go to the ER RIGHT THEN to be checked out.

    This was a huge mistake. I knew it at the time, but chose to believe the nurse’s concern. But I may have finally learned my lesson: In the US, do NOT go the ER unless you have stopped breathing or can’t stop bleeding. Or you are in uncontrollable pain. If you go with anything less than a life-threatening situation, they will make you wait in agony for five hours, then tell you, “Guess what? You are sick. Go home. Take cough syrup. Use a humidifier. Don’t breathe on anyone until you are all better.”

    This was the result after six hours of being ignored in a puke-scented waiting room, not getting the blanket, water, or pain medication I needed so badly that I was weeping say, 70 percent of the time. I would have been much bettter of at home. I’m pretty sure my escapade to get health treatment will extend my illness by several days.

    Especially disappointing was that my “primary provider” at this ER was a nurse practitioner. I usually love working with NPs, often finding them to be far more knowledgeable, open minded, and helpful than your average MD off the street. Not this time. She particularly did not like that I am disabled by Chronic neuro-Lyme.

    Within the first minute of our relationship, I realized she was bought into the Infectious Disease Society’s criminally negligent guidelines for treating chronic Lyme, and did not want to hear anything that conflicted with them. This had the, some would say, miraculous effect of impairing her hearing, memory, or focus when around me. She was clearly annoyed that I had so much information about my health and treatment options. I do not expect this in a nurse practitioner, especially at Abbott NW Hospital where I have had good experiences before. (Although this was my first ER visit there. And probably my last.)

    Well. What does not kill you makes good writing material. And material, dear friends, I have in abundance.

    I’ll keep you posted as the month goes on.

    Fundraising for Good: Nanowrimo

    This fall, I’ve decided to ask you to help raise money for the folks who bring us Nanowrimo: The Office of Letters and Light. A profoundly creative organization whose motto is:

    We believe in ambitious acts of the imagination.

    Go to my donation site to learn more. And remember, it’s good to be generous, even in small amounts.

    http://www.firstgiving.com/serenamiraasta

    It’s simple, painless, and adds enormous amounts to your good karma.

    Thanks for considering it.

    XO – Serena

    November is National Novel Writing Month

    This will be my fourth year participating in Nanowrimo. That means I will be trying to write a book, 50,000 words worth, during the month of November. It’s not as crazy as it seems. It amounts to just under 1700 words per day, which I can do in less than an hour (because I’m not editing, see, that’s one of the points!).

    So, even though my body is a mess and I’m battling with Quicken files, I will do it. And this year I’m even going to try actual fiction (usually I add 50K words to my memoir materials).

    It’s a great way to make new friends (there is a wonderful set of message boards), get out (you can attend “write-ins” at local coffee shops all over the world), and get a really rough first draft spit out of your imagination.

    Join me if you like – look me up under Serena Mira Asta. It’s a crazy hoot, it’s free (although donations keep the organization doing good deeds like funding libraries in Cambodia, running a Young Writers Program, etc.)

    Check it out at nanowrimo.org.

    Nanowrimo 2007 – I won!

    Nano Winner
    To win National Novel Writing Month, all you need to do is to write 50,000 words on your book between November 1 and November 30. It’s not as impressive as it sounds – it breaks down to 1667 word per day, which I can do in less than an hour. Sometimes less than half an hour if I’m really not picky about my freewriting.

    This year was particularly challenging, what with having migraines on more days than not, plus brain numbing cognitive issues that flattened me more than usual. But I rallied in the last few days, writing over 10,000 words in the past four days. Gah! I am in shock, in that I really did let go of finishing. Maybe that’s the trick that did it?

    Here’s the proof!

    I’ve done it!

    After lots of drama, two crashed hard drives, and a three-day migraine, I finished writing 50K words for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). (See http://www.nanowrimo.org for more information about the event). I really thought I wasn’t going to make it, but thanks to good friends, old and new, I screwed up my courage and, as my friend David Bridger suggested, wrote like the wind. I finished last night, after which I printed out my winner’s certificate (everyone who finishes is a winner and gets said certificate).

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