Hello fellow knitters and non-knitters and everybody in between! (I really should just say “everybody.”)
Over the last few years, I’ve been trying to write several novels. Starting is the easy part. Finishing? Well, never done that before. So this year, I’m participating in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). The book I’m working on wasn’t started yesterday, but I’m going to try to write 50,000 new words this month. I’ve got everything scheduled out: I’m going to write about a thousand words on Saturday and Sunday, and then every day during the week, I’ll do two thousand. That will take me to exactly 50,000 words. And then … I’ll still have about 20 or 30 thousand more to finish.
Whew! It’s going to be a month!
It keeps striking me as strange: I’ve spent the last three or four years attempting to write books and never finishing, and then, this month alone, I’m going to get the majority of one done. And that comes with a period on the end. (Or a full stop, whichever one you prefer.) (And if you don’t know what that means exactly, it means that I’m determined to stick to this thing this time.) (And that’s a lot of parenthetical sentences.)
I’ve tried to plot the novel. I know where it begins, and where it ends, and I’ve got a fair idea of some of the events that happens in the middle, but the rest is all blurry. The main character was based off of a girl I met in real life, so I’ve got a pretty good idea of what she’s like.
And all of that was basically just to remind me that I’ve got a pretty good start on this thing.
But I can’t help but be a little nervous.
Okay, I’m REALLY nervous.
But otherwise, it’s all good.
I’m not going to be posting on the blog hardly this month, but just know that I’m still alive and I still will be keeping this blogging thing around for a while at least.
(PS. Look in the Winter issue of Knitty, out in December, for another sock pattern from me.)
(PPS. IT’S AWESOME!)