Today marks the beginning of what I’ve spoken about my last two posts: National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. In some form I’ve done NaNo every year over the past decade-plus, and I’ve talked about it enough before, so I’m not going to get too in-depth this time. Instead, I thought I’d mark down where I’m starting from on my current book, with the intent being to finish it by the end of this month.
According to a bet I made earlier this year to have the second draft finished by the end of December, this could be a good way of seeing my actual, tangible progress… at least word-wise. With NaNo the goal is 50,000. For me, it’s currently just finishing the thing, so while that goal is arbitrary and not important, I can tell you that I’m starting from… drum roll please…
21,411 words. Twenty-one thousand, four-hundred eleven words. 53 pages of fiction written mostly over the last few months, but this draft having begun around the beginning of last year.
So here, I’ll provide updates to how the book is progressing over the next few weeks, thinking about some concepts and possibly other projects out loud (whether previous or upcoming), and – who knows – if I’m able to complete this draft by the end of this month, I’ll start in on another idea I’ve been mulling around my brain in a few years. Maybe even share a sample or two of what comes from that.
And now – just for funzies – here’s something I wrote on a lark after attending a NaNoWriMo meet-up a few days ago, titled Wallflower, about an author. I wrote it on the train on my way home, and I think it’s amusing enough to share. So download if you like, and as always, Stand Tall my friends!