So, this year's NaNoWriMo's going to be a little different to the other years. (For the record, I've attempted three times: won in 2006 and 2007 and bowed out for health reasons 2008.)( Read more... )
For some reason, I've been writing the opening scene, which is not at all my style to start with, but it's the most vivid thing in my mind. One of my characters is living in a treehouse, skulling vodka and trying not to acknowledge that the other has climbed up 60 feet and is banging on the trapdoor trying to be let in.
There's words coming. 1,149 of them today, which is a start. And at least some of them are the right ones. NaNo 2016... let's see where this one goes.