National November Writing Month is almost here.
So I’m participating in this thing. Again. For the fourth time. The first two years I had a record of 0.00 words written. Last year, I wrote about 4500 words (more, if you count what I wrote in my notebook but never transferred to a file where I could count the words). That’s an improvement of ∞%.
This year I don’t need to write infinity more words than the last, just ten times more. I have just bought a new coffee maker thing and found a brand of coffee that I like (a blend of beans from Oaxaca, Chiapas and Coatepec, if you know what that means), I have an external battery so I can write on my phone without worrying about power, I have a special trial version of Scrivener that comes when signing up for NaNoWriMo, and I have the benefit of being so sick of school that writing doesn’t feel like extra work as much as it feels like a release. I also have an idea.
Although I obviously didn’t write anything for the first two years, so far I’ve always tried to use the competition to write about the same universe. This universe has been brewing in my head for many years and I’m always coming up with new ideas set on it that I’ve never been able to cultivate into something more concrete. Though I did make a significant progress last year, and I was able to set some things in motion that might one day become an actual novel, it’s probably for the best that this time I’m doing something different. It’s a new universe, a different genre, and I think it has great potential for future projects to be set in it. I know what I want the first scene to be like, I know how I want the protagonist to get out of that first scene and what his/her childhood was like. I know some of the dad’s story. I know some of the things I want to see happen, and some of the things I want the reader to see, because I have seen those images since I was a kid. Now it’s just a matter of trying to convey those images.
I probably suck as a writer at this point. But the only thing I can do is keep writing until the stink goes away or I stop noticing it.
If you want to join me and all the other dudes and chicks trying to write like crazy for 30 days, check out the NaNoWriMo site, set up your account, create a placeholder for your novel or whatever it is you’ll write, and prepare yourself for November 1.