I read this, bookmarked it, read it again and had to leave again. I want to comment. But wording a reasonable response is going to be hard.
I am a romantic. Granted, it’s my own slightly odd, slightly twisted brand of romance, but a romantic nonetheless. And ever since Immortal Beloved etched itself into my memory, the words Es Muss Sein feel like a knife thrust into my chest.
No, it mustn't. Damn fate. Damn pride. Damn ego. Damn preconceived notions. Damn convention. Damn it all. That won’t be me. No regrets. No finding at my deathbed that my life had been a comedy. Maybe I can’t do it all, but watch me try.
I’m aware that there’s a bit of a difference between letting yourself be separated from the love of your life by a misunderstanding, or choosing to write about 2000 words for one month out of one year. I have no sane reason why I should have this emotional reaction over something kind of silly. But you know what? I’m going to own up to it.
I was already feeling slightly obessed with NaNoWriMo, you’ve just hardened my resolve. I was feeling a bit silly, even a bit mad before. Now, after reading you wouldn’t write for NaNo, because Es Muss Sein, I’m suddenly feeling justified in my obsession. I can’t not take a chance on creating something that can be beautiful, maybe, if I can ignore how things are ‘supposed’ to be done.
I do wish you success writing your second novel :)