I don't try to think about it but the mad novel-writing thing starts midnight Halloween and I admit some of the darker corners of my mind are beginning to wonder what I'm going to write about. I haven't been thinking about plots and so on lately. My mind has been stuck on the usual conglomeration of work / family / house / work / car / family life perplexities. When the best things to blog are pictures, I have to wonder how I can set aside a couple few hundred hours of time next month to scribble out a half-baked story that may not ever get a second look. This confidence is expressed in the graphic. (It'll change when / if I actually start something so for future reference, I replaced "Participant" with "I signed up, anyway.")
Why am I writing this? I dunno. Why do any of us write anything? Gotta go!
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7 comments:
I haven't given much thought to plot or characters or anything either. I think we're percolating. Yeah. That's the ticket. Come November, it's all just come pouring out.
I'm totally in the mood to do it -- I wish it were starting tomorrow. Of course that mood probably won't last out the first week.
Well, you've got a cool Dr. Seuss vibe in that last paragraph. Maybe you could run with that for all of Nano.
Lots of writers don't plan. Writing is almost always good, even if what you write sucks. Just roll with it.
Maybe I'll write a Dr. Seuss version of the procedure for reviewing circuit board layout.
Are the lengths matched to spec?
Is the serpentine a wreck?
No, the lengths aren't to spec!
Yes, the plane splits are dreck!
Spec! Wreck! Spec! Dreck!
Hm. I dunno.
I'm with Teacake. Just roll with it. Word count, babeeee. It's everything. As they say, you can't edit a blank page.
I still haven't thought of anything. My backup plan is to begin the narration with my main character driving his pickup truck while talking to me, the omniscient author, about what he's supposed to do. We'll discuss it and see what we come up with. Once things actually start to happen, the two of us will be on good terms and will feel comfortable around each other.
-Roy
I'm 5000+ words into the novel...10% there, and i'm really liking the story so far.
My problem is that I'm winding up with too many novels that I'm not doing anything with, I need to take a year off and just get all this stuff edited and published!
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