NaNoWriMo is almost upon us. There’s still almost half a month, but at the rate time has been cruising by, it will be November tomorrow.
Here is my project. I actually have an outline for it. Well, sort of. I took a workshop from Suzanne Johnson (and I have to say it was so incredible. If I run across more workshops from her, I will definitely post about them because I learned so freaky-deaky much) on plotting. I have been filling in my outline in Scrivener and it’s more of an outline than I have ever done in my whole life. I’ve always been a fan of winging things (if you couldn’t tell, heh) and going on adventures and making discoveries. It’s the same way for writing. I was such a terrible student!
Anyway. I’m trying to finish one manuscript and I’m trying to finish my outline and I’m trying to work through revision after revision for the stack of manuscripts in my hard drive. I like having this kind of work to do. I like having something else to think about while I do my housework. I like autumn and being cozy with a laptop and some whisky and an open field for my brain to romp and play in.
But I’m over my jet lag… mostly. I know what day it is and I’ve stopped waking up feeling like I’m still on an airplane with weird movement artifacts. I’m not quite over the conference, that many people and the go go go and my terrible eating and not being quite hydrated and blah blah blah. My manicure was shredded in a fit of jet lag exhaustion and I’m in jeans, a tank top and a western wear shirt (have I mentioned my deep and abiding love of Wrangler shirts? Oh god how I love them despite my very urban upbringing and distinct lack of interaction with animals and pick up trucks and country music).
But the whisper of “write. hey. go write something” has started again and I wouldn’t be able to stop listening if I tried. Here we are. It’s going to be a fun couple of months🙂 Now if the whisper of, “hey. go publish something” would just start, I’d be all set.