This morning as I was waking up, drinking my tea, I was browsing the various blogs I like to read. I haven’t visited Lori Greenburg for a while. A while, is about a week. I came across her post about National Novel Writing Month. Write a novel, 50,000 words in the month of November.
At first I thought, is she crazy? How would anyone find the time? Then I looked at the website, read a bit, and started to feel that twinge of excitement. It started small and is slowly growing. Could I do this? Do I have enough in me to do it? How would I start? What would I write? I still don’t know the answer, but I signed up. I added my name. I am thinking of plots and ideas. I made the step, I have a commitment, I am going to try.
I have always been an avid reader. When I was a kid, teenager, I always thought it would be cool to wrote novels. I read a lot of everything, including chick lit, fantasy, romance, historical romance, sci fi, or whatever catches my eye. Some of my favorites are JK Rowling (of course), Janet Evanovich, Diana Gabaldon, Anne Rice, and Jennifer Cruise. There are many more, but you get the idea.
Do I think I could ever live up to the reputations of these great writers. Absolutely not. However, one will never know until one tries. The idea behind a novel in a month, is to just do it. Get the words out, expecting them to be drivel. I am good with that. I will help me to know if I am really meant to write or not.
After all, I really enjoy my blog. I love to write here, about just any old thing, so we’ll see what happens in November.