I really expected to be a lot more ready for National Novel Writing Month which begins in all of three days. Back in January or February, I made the decision to try and do right by my mother's faith in my writing and get my novel done by the anniversary of her death (January 10th). I was going to write in this blog daily- or close to daily- to get me inspired and used to writing again. In doing that, my creative juices would start flowing and I would, by November, be ready to write the great American novel.
Or at least something novel-length.
But Nanowrimo begins in three days and, honestly, I got nuttin'. I had a couple of ideas through this year but, after presenting a synopsis and introduction on another writing website- and having them shot down- I've abandoned them. Personally, I've been reading Harry Potter for about six weeks now, and these books, while wonderful, haven't gotten me thinking anything except I wish I'd thought of that. Which is not helpful.
Last year during Nanowrimo, I wrote 50,000 words about me. It was meant to be MY story- the actual story of me transforming from who I was (lonely waitress, living in other people's houses, waiting for something) into who I am (wife, soon-to-be-mother, in love with her job and life). But it was too personal and I wasn't ready. I just ended up piecing together the funnier stories of life overseas... I tried to fictionalize some parts to make it feel less intrusive. It didn't really work. I haven't even looked at it since October 31st of last year. It probably stinks (Nanowrimo doesn't put pressure on you to write well- they just want you to reach the 50,000 mark). But I had an idea and I was able to sit down almost every day and pound out the 1667 words I needed, usually with little effort.
Monday is November 1st. I have no idea what I'm going to write. But I WILL complete this task again, even if it doesn't make my mom as proud as I meant it to.
Maybe it's just still not time...
P.S. November 1st is also the beginning of Movember - It's a good thing I will hopefully be really busy writing because there will not be a lot of smooching in the Horner house for the next month if this picture (from last year) is any indication of what's to come.