I was really stoked about camp, but I’m going to have to put it off. I AM still going to try to write, but the 50K probably won’t be happening unless I just freak out and do a lot of work at the end of the month.
You see, my bear had a heart attack. Furthermore, he has a lot of blockage in his big bear heart. And we have to get our diet/fitness/general health in order. That’s priority ONE. Nothing else matters compared to having my bear around for a long, long time.
I’m a little bummed, but in all honesty, I know I’m going to try again in August and November. So it’s not so bad. I love that about Camp NaNoWriMo. There are two sessions, and it all leads up to the big event. So I can just catch the next one.
In the meantime, I’m trying to figure out a way to add some sort of metaphorical attack of bear into the book. I think it will be a handy way to work through some feelings. I’m also encouraging him to blog about the experience, but he doesn’t have a ton of focus right now. He’s sick, and exhausted, and on all sorts of drugs. So maybe it’s something he’ll do when he’s ready and feeling better.
This is a fairy tale version of the events I wrote after 2 nights with no sleep and 2 days with one meal..