So I have to say that I'm a little sad by my rebelling-but-not-rebelling this year. No matter what, I was going to start with words written (and I've done so before with novels I started and abandoned, then picked up again with 200-2000 words written), but I wish I had left the novel with what I had written in March and started up again on the 1st. I think I'm going to miss out on the big rush of excitement that comes when you're
starting NaNo. Sure, there's the word count rush, but it doesn't compare to the big feel of starting the novel (more or less) at the beginning of the month.
I did want to get to the end of the scene I was in in March, just to make the November word counting starting place easier to find, and then I had grand delusions of finishing book 2 and starting book 3 for November, but those were indeed delusions. And at the very least, I thought, "Hey, I could get to 15K, and 50K more will be 65K, which is the same length as book 1, so book 2 should be that long!" and that's probably closer to what will happen.
On October 10th, having gotten back from the trip where I decided I was going to abandon my plotless amorphous magical realism novel in favor of my exciting book 2 in this trilogy, I woke up in my own bed feeling like it was Christmas. Like I was excited about *something* and I was pretty sure it was NaNo. But it
wasn't NaNo. NaNo wasn't for 3 weeks! But, to be honest, I haven't been this excited to get up and start writing in ages, and there's no guarantee that I would still be that psyched about starting on November 1. So I used that excitement
But it is true that I feel like I'll be missing out on something next Saturday morning.