I love the fall–from the start of the fair through the end of November is my favorite time of year. I’m lucky that my friends are similarly minded, because otherwise NaNoWriMo wouldn’t be as fun. I was glad to see the new participant badges go up early. I’ll be participating again this year, and I’m changing my goal a little.
I’m tired of beating Sri Lanka, trying to out-write Anchorage, and writing like a mad woman. I don’t get to enjoy the story that way, I just vomit it up on the page. This year, I want to write 80,000 words instead of 200,000 or 300,000. I don’t want to look back on the manuscript and only have a hazy idea of what writing it felt like. In Stephen King’s On Writing he laments that he cannot remember writing… Cujo, I think it was. Not remembering writing a whole book? That kills me.
This year, I already know what I’m going to write. I’m excited about this story, and I can’t wait to delve into the main character’s world. It’s third close, I think (though it may end up first, for sloppy first draft).
This is everything I know about this year’s upcoming NaNo:
North has read minds as long as she can remember, but she didn’t start using her power to make money until she met her soul mate. Dex is a thief, a con, and the only one who can help her when her latest money-making scheme goes over her head. Dex is also the only other person she’s ever met with supernatural abilities. North agrees to get rid of a demon in exchange for a massive pay-out. However, while she may not believe in ghosts and demons, that doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
It’s not much, but I can’t wait to get started. And I’m going to take my time this November. I’ll take long walks out in the fallen leaves, crunch over frozen grass, and maybe build a snowman out in th early piles of snow. I’ll enjoy it, instead of rushing through it.
And no taunting on the part of Sri Lanka, Hawaii, or Anchorage can change my mind.