Yes yes yes it’s that time of year again.
The time of year when the weird kids get their mojo uniforms out of the closet, brush off their coffee pots, invest in large quantities of espresso, chocolate, and severely high-octane Mountain Dew (well, if you’re in the South, that is), and start trying to accomplish a nearly impossible feat: writing a 50,000 word novel in one month. Even worse, a 50,000 word novel that makes sense.
That’s right. It’s NaNoWriMo time.
Last year, disaster struck me down when my ever-faithful USB drive completely tanked and wiped out a major portion of my writing. Severely ticked off and highly jaded, I hate to admit that I put the story on the back burner and haven’t so much as looked at it since. Now that November has rolled around again, it looks like I’m going to have to give it another go. It’s a great story, and I think it would do really well in the publishing world, but I swear I’m spending more time fixating on how to prevent it from being lost than actually writing.
But hey, it’s only the 2nd. Well, technically the 3rd. The swing of things will swoop my way soon. Right?
