So I’ve committed to doing NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo this year. Committed is right; I really need to be committed for considering this. A 50,000 word novel in a month, plus a daily blog post. Starting in less than a week, in a month that my husband starts up a metric crapton of travel, in a month that has my very favorite holiday of all time (and no, it’s not Black Friday…couldn’t pay me enough to shop that day), in a month when I suddenly realize that Holy Crap on a Cracker with Cheese Christmas is coming and perhaps I should prepare for it.
I’m not worried about the daily blog post. I’ve done NaBloPoMo the last two years, and last year actually continued the streak through December and part of January. Finding something for this little piece of the interwebz is no problem.
I haven’t written a piece of fiction in…whew…nearly 30 years. I was clearing out old files this weekend and found some things that I had written then. One was a screenplay; I was eight. Before I started the flute when I was nine, I wrote stories for fun. Long, involved stories (and, may I say, I was impressed by the spelling. Then again, maybe I’m just raising craptastic spellers) with dialogue and actual plots. I took writing classes in the summer, and read books about becoming a writer and setting up a writing studio. That is what I was going to be when I grew up. Then I got into music, went further into music, got married, had kids, the muse gasped for air…
November is going to be a month of stretching for me. I have no idea yet what I’m going to write for NaNoWriMo. Less than a week to go, you’d think maybe I’d have a slight idea. But nooo… They say (and digression here: who is the elusive THEY? Is it some sort of cabal in the mountains of Utah, sending out missives on all things cultural? Who made them boss? Can they be replaced? Please?) to write what you know. Sadly, what I know these days is not terribly interesting and is centered around parenting. And wine.
So I’m open to ideas. Throw me your best thoughts. My brain is currently running on 1/4 tank because of a month of non-stop GO GO GO and last night’s wind storm that got lost on the way to Chicago. Otherwise I’m trolling the internet today and searching for nuggets on which I can expand. Some news story or little commentary and go from there.
Stories. Fiction. So different from what I write here. I’m excited and scared and looking forward to it. Just hope I can do it all justice.