I’m going to make a separate post about NaNoWriMo now.
I’m going to be participating again this year. I’m tossing around (read: outlining and developing and thinking about and comparing and contrasting and everything that isn’t writing them, but which helps before writing them) a couple of good ideas for novels right now. I’d like to write both of them out eventually, and I may try to write a first-draft of one of them in November. Or, come 711.0 A.C. I may spontaneously decide to write something new, another improv novel. Forlorn was an improvised novel, and it became a novel I think is very good, Lost and Not Found. Perhaps I can do it again.
With the “put in a house in November” plan pretty-much set aside, it looks like I don’t know what time I’ll have available, but I’m ear-marking 6AM-9AM every day, which depending on how things go, may be plenty of time. Then again, November 2-4 I may or may not be in San Diego, and November 5th, the Matrix has me. But other than that, I should be able to pretty-well devote myself to novel-writing the whole month. That is, I expect to get quite a few Mouse panels done while procrastinating. Wheee!
I encourage all of you to try writing a novel for National Novel Writing Month. It’s fun, and there’s nothing to lose. You won’t be any less of a writer if you fail to get the novel written in a month than if you don’t try, so try! If you do, let me know and we can put the word counter on Modern Evil or FYTH somewhere for us all to keep updated (though the nanowrimo site does this anyway).
Whee! THe sleeping pill is either kicking in now or I’m having a stroke. I’m going to bed now, either way. Night.