Summer is fading, but with autumn comes… NaNoWriMo!

National Novel Writers’ Month will soon be upon us.  NaNoWriMo, as it is know to those of us who have already enjoyed 30 days and nights of writing dangerously, is a wonderful and terrible challenge.  This November,  join with hundreds of thousands of writers all over the globe who are determined to create a 50,000 word novel in one month.

That’s just over 1600 words per day.  You can do it.  I have the mug and t-shirt to prove it.  I’m giving you plenty of heads up to craft your story line.  You don’t need to work it all out in advance; just develop a sense of a story that you can jump into and drive off.

I’ve lately discovered that many people write on the sly… or perhaps not so much furtively, as in an on-the-side sort of way that needs to be fostered.  NaNoWriMo is a fun opportunity to grow as a writer, and hence I encourage you to join me this fall in putting hand to keyboard.  Join the party.  Come out into the sunlight and moonlight and see what falls from your fingertips.

That means 10 weeks to wrap up on some old work before new work begins.  I’m going to write some opening vignettes over the next few weeks while I continue to clean up my two prior NaNoWriMo novels: The Inheritence and By the Moon of the Lake.


Here’s a little opener that has potential for NaNoWriMo 2012, as I imagine my beloved Marty as a young man on a train:

There was a time when life expanded infinitely forward.  It waited, languid and ready to be greeted in the lazy style of youth.  Martin watched from the window of a fast-moving train as a line of willow trees fell into the distance behind his left shoulder.  More fluid trees, and soft hillsides, and spotted cows rushed in at him from ahead only to melt quickly away with the rest of the scenery.  He believed his past was like that now, a series of beautiful images that were all in the rear view and moving out of sight.

He was uneasy.


One Comment Add yours

  1. Great opening metaphor!!! We choose our memories, they can be manufactured or embellished. But what if we are confronted with our true past. Martin is about meet his, a dark past that should have been left forgotten.

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