My Toxic Relationship with (Camp) NaNoWriMo
Writing is not a competitive sport. I know this logically, but in the back of my mind all I can hear is a voice asking why I’m not doing more. Why haven’t I published yet? Why isn’t what I have written good enough to publish yet? It’s a throwback to school. I received a B, but why isn’t it an A? I received an A, but why wasn’t it a perfect A?