Well friends, it is that time of year again.
The stores are clogged with singing Santas and we’re not even bursting at the buttons with Turkey, the Occupy Wall Street protests are expected to end because of weather soon (more on that later this week), parents are taking their favorite candies from their children’s Halloween stash as “parental tax,” and i’m starting to count down the hours until i get to fly home to
see my kitties be with my family.
But that’s not what i meant.
What i meant was that it is now, officially, November first. And this means i now need to start writing an average of 1,666 words a day from here until the thirty-first to reach a goal of 50,000 words written in the month of November.
Because on top of my one to two papers due a week, in addition to the four books i need to read before the end of the month, in spite of my panel presentation at the Five College Africa Day, and at the cost of my radio show and social life, i have decided to participate in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo(which i am choosing to call NaNoRhiNo, as writing about Rhinos seems to be far less imposing than creating a work of fiction entirely spawned from my own brain spilled out in at least 50,000 words)). I am going to try to write a novel in the month of November.
Am i crazy? Overextending myself? Pushing my limit?
Yes. Yes, i am.
I don’t have time, i hardly have the skeletal framework i need to write a novel, i need to focus on school, i won’t be able to blog as much, i have no brain space. But i also don’t have time for excuses, and i have wanted to participate for three years now.
So i’m not letting myself make excuses, i’m just going to turn into a puddle of wordy mishmash. Three of the other ladies on my collaborative YouTube channel are also participating, as is my brother. At least i shall be in good company.
Should you wish to be my writing buddy, you can find me on the NaNoWriMo site under the name (shocker!) Lizzie McMizzie. I would be honored to enter into a state of exploding writing psychosis with you. Also, i shall be tweeting about my word count progress, should you care to follow me on twitter.
As of right now i do not intend to release any part of my NaNoWriMo “project” (a word that sounds less frightening than “novel”) online. It’s in part because i am a little wary of internet burglars, but mostly i’m kind of freakishly self-depraving about my fiction when i talk about it with other people. But as my dream man would say, Never Say Never*, so should i render a work worthy of a Pulitzer (doubtful) maybe i talk a littleteensyweensybit about it. However, don’t hedge your bets (i hear, though, the number 4 is a lucky one this year for the lotto…).
Are you doing NaNoWriMo?
current jam: ‘any which way’ scissor sisters
best thing in my life right now: baby name search engines.
*by the way, in case the sarcasm was lost on you, there is no way in heaven or hell justin bieber is my dream