Friday, November 1, 2013

NaNoWriMo 2013. Am I crazy??


Still revising both the synopsis and the manuscript of How I Spent My Zombie Apocalypse, I am yet embarking on the madcap adventure that is NaNoWriMo: an international project filled with writers of all types attempting to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. November 1st (midnight) through November 30th (midnight) drives writers to dark corners of bedrooms, basements, and coffee shops with their laptops, ipads, and notebooks. Forget dates. Forget housework. Forget phone calls. There is only The Page.

There is only The Page... and my blog, my Facebook, my Twitter... I tend to get overly wordy during November. I write my words for the day, then I blog about it, post about it, research it, and other stuff. My netbook gets a workout each November, that is for sure!

I am a "pantser" - I write by the seat of my pants. No outlines, no plot points, no storyboards. I pick a topic, a place, a person and GO.

This year, I have been focussed on the many steps of revision and publication for my 2011 NaNo project, so I had no idea if I was even going to do it again this year. But, I can't resist the challenge. I love the international (and strong local!) atmosphere of furious writing and hearty competition. Also, Mercury is in Retrograde, which is Astrological-ese for "your life will be filled with dumb-fuckery for the next three weeks". Computers crash, credit cards don't work, appointments are missed, arguments are made from misunderstandings, etc., etc. I've spent the last week in Los Angeles, NOT doing anything I planned. Called it quits a week early, and here I sit, unprepared for my favorite Halloween, handing out candy to half-assed Trick-or-Treaters and watching a Ghost Adventures marathon on Travel Channel.

And lo, and behold, the new two-hour special episode is set in Romania, aka Transylvania, centered around Vlad "The Impaler" Tepes/Count Dracula, and this crazy haunted woods called the Hoia Baciu Forest, where paranormal is normal. Ghosts, orbs, disappearances, UFOs, voices, illnesses, you name it. My interest is piqued.

For the moment, my story is called The Sound of Sorrow's Sleep. We'll see where it takes me!

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