The unspeakable month. The psychotic time where people self-inflict what many would classify as "pain." The month where inspired writers force themselves to sit down, focus their ADHD brains, and write a book.
I'm pretty sure that anyone who willingly partakes in this form of insanity needs mental help. And yes, I'm including myself.
Gasp! Yes, I just admitted that I am participating in NaNoWriMo once again. This will be my second year and hopefully my second win. NaNo starts on November first and continues for the entire month of November. Us writers, who are willingly doing this, have to write 50,000 words or, in writer speak, the equivalent of a novel.
My 2010 novel turned out to be crap. I will never, and I mean ever, open it again and try to salvage it. The idea in and of itself was terrible to begin with. I had gotten it last minute, scrapping any plots I had planned out for November and written that instead. That just goes to show you how spontaneous I am, and how badly it always turns out when I follow impulse.
This year, I have a major project planned. I've decided, since I WILL follow through with the plot and storyline of said project and I'll probably rant about it on here, to call the project: Project 17. One, it's the name of a book I really love by Laurie Stolarz and two, because I adore the way 17 looks after the word "project." And I'm sure that I've already gone through all the alphabet with plots and plans and partway through some numbers with them.
(Oh look, I got all fancy with the "will", just shows you how forceful and ambitious I am about it.)
Anyways, I have Project 17 I have to take into thought this November. I've been planning out and creating the characters since the middle of August already, but after some thought, I don't feel comfortable writing it out yet. Instead, this November, I will be finishing my "Zombie Story" (about 20k more) and writing a quick prequel to the novel idea I've title SuperVillian. I think the prequel will be called SuperHero or maybe, SuperExplosion seeing as how there's a big explosion in there somewhere.
Both of those novels are what I'd call my "comedy" novels. They're the slightly supernatural, slight serious, and all too humorous to write books. These are the stories that give me the fuzzies when I write. They are the stories where I sit in front of an open document thinking up a joke, only to end up laughing way too hard at a lame attempt to be funny.
Which will be good. I want to have all 2012 to focus on Project 17. It'll be a bit depressing, it's going to be about a war, and a lot more serious than my comedy novels. With November and December being naturally depressing months, I need to have something funny and good to focus on.
I have a question for any of my followers. (Or you know, I could just be asking this to empty space.) Are you going to be participating in NaNo?
Now, I'm off onto much more boring and tedious work. AKA normal life. Homework, social lives and dentist appointments are calling. Until November, my lovelies!
