Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit! I just completed my registration for National Novel Writing Month and I AM PUMPED!!!
The actual event doesn't begin until November 1st, but I'm taking a page from the Boy Scouts and am going into it prepared. Last year I practiced the art of "fly by the seat of thy pants", which turned out pretty well, at least in terms of actually finishing a novel. Whether that novel was actually readable is another matter altogether. To be honest, I finished it and never picked it up again. It may not be that bad, but I'm too scared to even peek. That's why this year I am practicing the art of "having a plan a, b, and possibly even c".
I haven't really thought about what I am going to write about, but I have several plot ideas that I've been hording on my hard drive (my mother would be so proud) that I am going to look through. One or two of them I actually started to map out earlier in the year before The Worst Summer Ever occurred. Whatever plot I decide to choose, it has to be something that I don't mind thinking, eating, drinking, sleeping, and breathing over for 30 days.
Drama. Intrigue. Anticipation. Long nights and early mornings. Laughter, crazed or otherwise. 400+ cups of coffee or black tea. Equity screams. 30 days. 50,000 words. One novel.
BRING IT.
Kelly
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