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So, I've signed up for NaNoWriMo.
Instead of just sitting on my rear end, thinking "one day I'm going to write an original novel" - I'm going to do it. Next month. And no, that's not like, "I'm going to stop procrastinating. Tomorrow." This is seriously next month. Starting on the first of November, and going through until the 30th of November. And at the end of that month, I will have over 50,000 words on a page.
It'll be my first original novel. And it'll probably be complete and utter carp. But that won't matter, because it'll be written. And fifty thousand words of carp is fifty thousand times better than nothing at all. I'm hoping it might be of a standard that I can edit to something reasonable, possibly even publishable - but that would just be icing on the cake, really. All I'm aiming for is words on the page.
For the moment, though, I'm just preparing. I'm nesting - putting up corkboards and calendars, obtaining index cards and gold stars and a big jar of M&Ms with which to reward myself when I reach targets. I'm cooking a huge oversupply of dinner every night and dividing the rest into takeaway containers to put in the freezer so that I won't have to put up with Hubby's continual whining that he's hungry. I'm doing all the jobs that I've been putting off for months but will suddenly become high priority once there's something I want to procrastinate even more - heck, I'm even half way through filling, sanding, and repainting the dint in our wall from where the removalists dropped our piano.
Yes, I'm frighteningly obsessive. Thank you for noticing.
I'm also trying to get all my research done now, before the month starts, so that I'll have at least a superficial understanding of the complexities of quantum mechanics as they apply to antimatter, antitime, quantum entanglement, the two slit experiment, and how you might use it to send messages from the future. And can someone please explain to me why I've taken it into my head to write Sci-Fi? Please? I just know I'm going to get sucked into hours and hours of unnecessary procrastinative research. (By the way, if anyone has the understanding necessary to explain some of this stuff to me, please let me know, because it's really hard. Geoff, I'm looking at you. Yes, even though I haven't even told you my pen name yet. Don't try to be rational with me.)
Now, with that attended to, I'll return to my bubbling boiling cauldron holding a week's supply of Beef Stroganoff. It's going to be a fun month...
Instead of just sitting on my rear end, thinking "one day I'm going to write an original novel" - I'm going to do it. Next month. And no, that's not like, "I'm going to stop procrastinating. Tomorrow." This is seriously next month. Starting on the first of November, and going through until the 30th of November. And at the end of that month, I will have over 50,000 words on a page.
It'll be my first original novel. And it'll probably be complete and utter carp. But that won't matter, because it'll be written. And fifty thousand words of carp is fifty thousand times better than nothing at all. I'm hoping it might be of a standard that I can edit to something reasonable, possibly even publishable - but that would just be icing on the cake, really. All I'm aiming for is words on the page.
For the moment, though, I'm just preparing. I'm nesting - putting up corkboards and calendars, obtaining index cards and gold stars and a big jar of M&Ms with which to reward myself when I reach targets. I'm cooking a huge oversupply of dinner every night and dividing the rest into takeaway containers to put in the freezer so that I won't have to put up with Hubby's continual whining that he's hungry. I'm doing all the jobs that I've been putting off for months but will suddenly become high priority once there's something I want to procrastinate even more - heck, I'm even half way through filling, sanding, and repainting the dint in our wall from where the removalists dropped our piano.
Yes, I'm frighteningly obsessive. Thank you for noticing.
I'm also trying to get all my research done now, before the month starts, so that I'll have at least a superficial understanding of the complexities of quantum mechanics as they apply to antimatter, antitime, quantum entanglement, the two slit experiment, and how you might use it to send messages from the future. And can someone please explain to me why I've taken it into my head to write Sci-Fi? Please? I just know I'm going to get sucked into hours and hours of unnecessary procrastinative research. (By the way, if anyone has the understanding necessary to explain some of this stuff to me, please let me know, because it's really hard. Geoff, I'm looking at you. Yes, even though I haven't even told you my pen name yet. Don't try to be rational with me.)
Now, with that attended to, I'll return to my bubbling boiling cauldron holding a week's supply of Beef Stroganoff. It's going to be a fun month...
