It’s November. You know that already, don’t you?
What you might not know is that November is National Novel Writing Month (a.k.a. NaNoWriMo). A bunch of crazy people take this 30 days to write a 50,000 word novel to completion.
Madness, I tell you!
Awesome, sweet, fun madness, though.
Two years ago, I started November with an idea for a novel. I wrote like the wind, with determination. And with more coffee than any human should consume.
My family ate off paper plates. What we ate were PB&Js and Mac n Cheese and lots of other food “products” that include ampersands and misspelled wordz. My good, tolerant, understanding family.
At the end of the month I had a novel that would become My Mother’s Chamomile.
This year I’m not participating, unfortunately. I just turned in A Cup of Dust to be sent to my new editor. I have a lot of prep work to do before I’m ready to start work on this next novel (which I’m calling A Spoon of Crumbs for now). Research must be done. Books must be read. A house must be cleaned (my house, in case you wondered). Children must be hugged and a husband must be dated.
Life needs to happen before I dive head-first into this next book.
I am hoping to be ready for a month of furious writing in January.
How about you? Are you participating in NaNoWriMo this year? How’s it going? Anybody want to join me for a January version of the book writing madness? You don’t have to be a novelist to participate. It could be lots of fun!
Not a writer? Well, that’s fine. How are you? Did you have a nice weekend?