NaNoWriMo

So what the hell, I’ll try to write a novel.

November is National Novel Writing Month, a time when amateur (and possibly less-than-amateur) writers attempt to create a draft of a full, 50,000-word novel in a single month. It’s a daunting challenge, but it’s one I’ve always wanted to try. I’ve written a number of short stories in my day, including a few that were quite lengthy (upwards of thirty typed, single-spaced pages), but I’ve never managed an actual novel-length work. I mean, 50,000 words is a lot (at an average of 250 words per double-spaced, type-written page, that’s…um…200 pages. Had to do that math). A heckuva lot.

But hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? So I’m going to give it a shot. I’m already behind where I need to be (50,000 words in 30 days averages out to about 1700 words per day, and I’ve only got 6700 after six days), but I think I can catch up on the weekends. I’ve already written the first act, and I’ve got Act II mapped out and part of Act III. We’ll see what happens, I guess, and I’ll keep everyone here up to date.

Sketch a Day, Day 341

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Well, it was a good run, but I’m dead now from eating too damn much delicious peanut butter pie in one sitting. So it goes.

Stay tuned for tomorrow, when nothing will happen, because I’m dead.

Sketch a Day, Day 340

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Been playing a lot of Assassin’s Creed III this week. It’s a damn fine game, and pretty deep in terms of the gameplay and the story. They’ve thrown in some plot wrinkles I didn’t expect, which is nice. But it’s got me thinking about parkour, the urban running/jumping/climbing things craziness that the main character always seems to be an expert at. Kinda wish I could do it.