I did something kinda crazy the other day.
Like, lock me in a rubber room, ‘What the hell was she thinkin?” kinda crazy.
No I didn’t ACTUALLY stalk Donnie Wahlberg, to the tune of a serious restraining order.
But I DID sign up to write a novel in a month.
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That’s right. I’ve pledged to write a 50,000 word novel in the month of November. And how did I come by this grandiose idea? I was introduced to a kooky little website called NaNoWriMo by friend and fellow blogger, Stephanie. At first the idea seemed absurd. Who can write 50,000 words in one month, maintain a blog, work a full-time job, and still remember to feed the cats?
In short, I can.
Or at least, I HOPE I can.
There are three simple rules to participating in NaNoWriMo:
1) Write a novel of 50,000 words or more.
2) No, you can’t write the same word 50,000 times.
3) Submit to the NaNoWriMo word counter and if you have, indeed, written that many words then you WIN!
Although I’m a little fuzzy on the prize. I was hoping for a million dollars and a record deal, but I think I may be confusing NaNoWriMo with some reality show I saw once.
In truth, the only thing you win is bragging rights.
But I think the self-confidence involved with banging out that many words in such a short time will be prize enough. That, paired with the knowledge that such a thing is possible, could eventually add up to a Real Life Abby Novel. Like, with a jacket cover and a 50% off sticker in the junk bin of your favorite local book store.
So, I’ve got a little less than 3 weeks to come up with an idea for a book, hash out my characters, maybe get a little outline action going, so that when November 1 rolls around, I can start banging out the next Pulitzer Prize winner my book.
These are the two ideas I’m kicking around right now:
1. A comedy starring a slightly pudgy but mostly adorable woman in her mid-twenties who has no boyfriend, a crappy job, and a dream to quit it all and follow her favorite boy band across the nation. Perhaps she’ll risk it all to follow that dream…and perhaps her new reality isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
2. A not-so-funny book entailing a couple’s struggle with cancer–what it means for their future, how it affects their desire to be parents, what it feels like to face mortality at such a young age. (The book has to be a novel, so it would be based on real life events.) With this idea I’d want to capture each and every moment from discovery to diagnosis to surgery–from the majorly momentous ones, to the mundane, tiny details that made up our lives in that month long hell.
I guess it all depends on whether I want to be laughing or crying while baking pumpkin pies.
Wait…who cries while baking pumpkin pies? Nobody, that’s who.
Anyway, regardless of the outcome, I’m really excited to try my hand at this whole ‘novel writing’ business. It is, after all, my dream job. So wish me luck, readers!
(Side note: Also, readers, if you notice my blog sucking in the month of November, kick me in the pants and tell me to pay better attention to your needs. I’m nothing if not a giver.)