Nanowrimo

[mkwhite]

I've got an idea for a novel, Nanowrimo style, that I can't wait to run with. I haven't felt this excited about writing in a long time, so I really don't know how long my enthusiasm will stick with me. I do know, though, that I don't have the time in my life, right now, to do an all out, sit down and just write, Nanowrimo style project. And I'm

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[nightsinger]

"Home", for me, has always been something I've been looking for, more than something I've had -- it's more than just the place you live, where all your stuff is and where your family is. I've had the place I'm used to being, where my mom (or my dad, or, when I was under 9, both) lived, but... the lack of feeling of permanence/stability made it "not really" a "home" to me, regardless.

"Where I grew up" is therefore hard to call a "home", considering I've moved, throughout my entire life, slightly more often than every two years on average.

Where I live now, though, at least has the expectation that we're not going to move again -- it's the house that Chris and I bought, and we've been here for 2.5 years now. Give it another few years, and maybe I'll be able to pinpoint more of what that feels like. :)

[dilicous]

Geez, Mel, ask a hard question why don't you? Well, at least for me personally. I realize for a lot of people that is not the case.
I think for me, home is some place where I can relax and be unselfconscious, especially if I am with people who love me and whom I love. It's a place where you don't have to wear any masks of social behavior. It's def. an introvert answer, huh?
As for your writing project, I like your idea for tackling it. Really, the only way to know is to try. The first year with Fred, I wrote a lot and set a lot of goals for getting my writing done. And then I ended up having to throw most of it out. It was unfocused and meandering.
It was frustrating, but I don't regret it. I learned from everything I wrote. Not just how to write better, but how to plan/outline better, how to set better goals. I might use some of what I wrote some day. But most importantly it was my way of telling myself I was still a writer and that I was still 'me' even though my life had changed.

[anonymous]

To me a home is a place where I can completely be myself. Maybe it sounds cliche, but it holds so much truth. It's a place that society doesn't exist; no judgment, no expectations, no ridicule, no pressure to behave in a certain way to meet certain expected norms. I can come home and drop out from the world that is filled with so many vices. I can take my make up off, put on some comfy pants, & be with myself. A home is a place that you share with the people that don't judge you like the outside world might... people that know, love, cherish, respect and value the REAL me. Growing up, my family fit this description. Once I moved to college, I no longer felt this acute sense of a "home", because as many experience, my roommates prevented me from escaping to a place where I felt comfortable to be myself. However after a few years of filtering out different roommates, I now live with a girl who sees me for me, sees my faults & my baggage, yet still loves and respects me for who I am. I have found a home again.

[mkwhite]

That's it! That is perfect, whoever you are. You've mostly described just what I'm trying to describe.