8 days to go ....

Just eight days to go until the off and I still have no firm idea as to what I'm going to write. A collection of short stories seems to be the easiest, but that isn't what I want. I want to complete a real long form story, not wuss out with shorts.

Whatever I end up writing I'm going record and podcast. That, at least, I've decided. Also, I think it'll be with Scrivener, too, as it looks like the best of all the software I've tried.

NaNoWriMo 2010

I've just signed up for 2010 after deciding I definitely wouldn't. This leads me to wonder if NaNo might be quantifiably addictive. 'Probably' has to be the answer.

Anyway, this year I shall pre-plan (yeah, right).

preparation

I'm girding my loins and starting to think about this year's NaNoWriMo. 2009 was almost a total washout. I say almost 'cause I managed 25,000-ish words and got the beginnings of a good novel out of it. That said, yet again I didn't finish what I'd started. Infact I've now added it to the other two unfinished novels I have lurking about on hard drives ... which is, I'll admit, a poor show.

Nevermind! It's all words under the bridge. This year I'm going to crack the apathy.

Too late?

I'm better, but 22,000 ish words behind. Is it really worth stressing out for the next 14 days ....

Probably, and sadly, not.

Oh well, there's always 2010.

gotta get it together

I have to write, write and write some more. I can't end today too far behind as it becomes the slippery slope to doom, gloom and tears.

Damn, if only this cough would let up for a few hours. It's bloody miserable. Miserable I tell 'ee! Yargh!

4839

Yep, I'm supposed to be at 4839 - and by the end of today (4th day) at 6452. And where am I? 1169. Am I disillusioned? Well, yes I am. Quite as disillusioned as I was last year, and the year before that, too. BUT I will prevail! I will kick ass and type words until I am screaming ahead of the pack.

Word! :)

stuck in the phlegm,

It's not that I can't write, I Can. Yet this bloody phlegmy flu is taking all of my energy and leaving my mind totally vacuous.

The clock is just about to herald the 2nd Nov and my word count is a poxy zero.

Fuck!