Happy first of November, cats ‘n’ kittens.
If there are writers in your life, you might have noticed a bit of frantic activity starting around, oh, midnight. Or, if you are the writer in your life, you might be staring at a page, rejoicing that you’ve hit 1667 words already, or wishing you could throw your monitor out the window because you’re stuck at 16.
Yeah, it’s that time of year again. NaNoWriMo is here, where writers vie for an average of 1667 words per day for 30 days, aiming to write a 50,000 word novel in the space of a month.
I’ve participated off and on for about 11 years, or so my profile tells me, and I’ve never won. I’m declaring this month NaNoGetMyShitTogetherMo, which includes, theoretically, writing a good chunk of Night Owls book 3, tentatively titled Dead Letters. I don’t know if I’ll get to 50K. I doubt it.
But if you’re NaNoing yourself, feel free to add me as a buddy over at the NaNo site (I’m falconesse over there, too.) and stop back in through the month for cheers, sympathy, and encouragement.
Now get writing!