Thursday, November 10, 2011

NaNo and No-Nos

Ten days into the breakneck pace of  NaNoWriMo and I have jumped the healthy diet rails. I realized this today as I stuffed a porcupine fist of salty pretzels (a no-no) into my mouth as I pounded away on the laptop, furiously immersed in writing my nano novel.
Well, actually I might have had an idea what was happening when I didn't think twice about putting the bag of pretzels into my shopping cart yesterday, along with the Fritos, peanut M&Ms,  and economy-sized cheddar-flavor Goldfish bag. 
All no-nos.
I can only hope the mental energy I'm generating trying to reach that 1,669 word count goal every day is burning calories. Lots of 'em.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

And So It Begins....

Today is the first day of National Novel Writing Month. For those of you who are serenely unaware that such a thing existed...I hate you. Nah, I'm kidding. As always, I appreciate your support...and more so now, as I isolate myself from all things fun for a month in favor of punishing my fingertips on the keyboard and pounding my head against the wall.
Yes, I am submitting myself to the torture once again this year. NaNoWriMo is all about commiting to writing 50,000 words during the month of November. That's 1667 per day. The idea being you will have a novel-length manuscript in 30 days! The secret plan, of course, is to push writers to the brink of insanity just for kicks...but we don't talk about that.
Ahem. So, this is my second NaNo, last year I "won" by actually writing a novel. My first. I was so proud, not realizing that the first draft is only the doorway to revision hell.That epic-young adult-horror-romance-supernatural-thriller is actually still sitting in a folder on my hard drive, oozing techno-mold...but hey, I did it and someday I will edit it. Really. Someday.
This year, I am absolutely clueless as to my novel-in-waiting. More so than last year. Over the past 12 months, I have developed a love of the short story. Short short. Flash fiction. 1500 words OR LESS. So thinking about 50,000 words is giving me a rash. But I made the commitment, and I'm going to dive into the literary river. I know there will be rocks and strong undertows and all manner of reasons to get out, but hopefully I can be brave. Here I go. Oh, crap. Is that an alligat---