It is entirely possible I won’t make a blog entry for a least one month. Possibility two: I might get carpel tunnel syndrome.
Yes, it’s National Novel Writing Month! NaNoWrimo!
Once I wrote a Harlequin style novel super duper fast. Like 2 weeks fast. I think it weighed in at about 100,000 words. It wasn’t particularly a great story, and I did as little historical research as possible. But it was cute and I wrote it fast as lightening.
I’ve been too busy to do NaNoWrimo before. I will probably be too busy to do it this November, but that’s okay. No pain, no gain, right? Also, my writing output has been disappointing at best. I used to write like the wind. Now it’s like a truck without an engine: going nowhere fast. I’d rather edit the bejebus out of something than finish it.
NaNoWrimo is all about finishing. You’re not supposed to edit until December. November is meant for stream of consciousness writing, the kind you can’t stop. The kind that keeps you up at night. Verbal diarrhea.
NaNoWrimo is a marathon of words. There’s no prize if you finish, other than the satisfaction of knowing you’ve done it. And heck, if you love to write, what’s a month out of a lifetime?
I’ve been considering writing a story about winning the lottery for some time now.
My theory: winning the lottery can ruin your life.
Hence you have my potential story. It has no name, no characters, no plot. Just that one premise: winning the lottery may not be the greatest thing that ever happens to you.
I’m pretty sure I’m going to set it in New Germany or some version of New Germany. You know, a small town where everyone knows you. I think winning the lottery in a small town would be the worst.
So if you don’t hear from me in awhile, I’m not dead (I hope), I’m just writing lots of words a day with no more energy for contributing to the blogosphere.
See you in December!