So. NaMoWrimo.

As my wife gently pointed out, if one wishes to be a novelist, one must actually have novels to hand. So we’ll give it a shot.  On my terms, though; I’m not planning to make a big deal out of it here, I’m not going to get all misty-eyed mystical on the subject, this is all about buckling down and working.

And I refuse to research a damned thing.  If real world people or organizations don’t in fact act in the way that I’ll be writing them, well, they should change that immediately.

3 thoughts on “So. NaMoWrimo.”

  1. Next you’ll be telling me I can’t demand complete strangers address me with ridiculous titles.
    What’s the world coming to when you can’t mess with salesmen?
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    Think of it this way: you already get paid to write. You’ve got extra ammunition to shoot down the fears of inadequacy. 🙂
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    Yeah, I’m going to make a run at it this year.
    I need to get over the fact that I’m sure everything sucks around Chapter 10 and keep plugging away.

  2. I think you have the proper spirit of the event: That is, to just get the words of the story out there, to be edited down later.
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    I’ve never been verbose enough for the full goal, but I’ve churned out the bones of a decent short or two.

  3. If my life were just a *scosh* more orderly … I’d have my second novel done now.
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    As it is, I mostly use my creative writing skills on corporate email. Gotta get the phrasing *just* right …
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    Mew

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