NaNoWriMo was the worst thing that ever happened to amateur fiction and we should finally retire it COMPLETELY
Ik it’s done, but some of you just won’t give up, let me jogg your memory
Every November, hundreds of thousands of people sit down to produce 50,000 words of a novel in thirty days. They are told this is a way to "finally write the book." They are told the speed is the point. They are told quality doesn't matter at the drafting stage, that they can fix it later.
The actual result is hundreds of thousands of bad first drafts that almost nobody revises, because revising a manuscript that was produced through sleep deprivation and word-count panic is harder than starting over, and most participants quietly give up sometime in February.
The deeper damage is that NaNoWriMo has trained a generation of amateur writers to believe that writing fast is a virtue and that volume equals progress. Both are false. The skill of writing fiction is mostly the skill of writing slowly, thinking carefully, revising relentlessly, and producing a small number of sentences that actually work. The 1,667 words a day target produces almost none of that. It produces filler, repetition, scenes the writer didn't think through, dialogue that's there to hit the count, and pages that the writer themselves will not be able to defend in the cold light of January.
The defenders of NaNoWriMo will tell you it's about establishing a writing habit, or about pushing through the inner editor, or about proving to yourself that you can finish. None of these are true for most participants in any sustained way. The retention from November to actual published novel is statistically dismal. The exercise primarily produces the feeling of having written, which is not the same thing as having written.
It should have died after the recent scandals around the organization itself. The fact that the framework is still being defended in writing communities tells you something about how attached people are to the feeling rather than the result