The fingers took off and started to fly across the keyboard at a blistering pace.
This is the third year I’ve stood on the sideline and watched NANO. What is NANO, you ask? It is a common greeting for people from the planet Ork. Go ahead, as Robin Williams, he’ll tell you. Actually, it is the National Novel writing month.
Each November people all over the world set out to write 1,666 words of fiction per day. Their prose must be original, and they may have not started before November 1, 2012. I have several things I like to work on, from time to time, that are not Henry Wood, and so all of those wouldn’t count. Of course, I don’t know what happens if you cheat, but I’m sure the writing gods look upon you with a disappointed face that is crippling.
So, I stand and watch again…but wait, who is that I see in the race? It can’t be, she is way too busy. It must be a look alike, or maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me. I keep watching as she gets closer to my vantage point. As she passes by, I realize that Gini Dietrich is writing this year. It looks like she has come out of the gate with a blistering pace and seems to be enjoying herself.
Now, I feel left out. The whole first day goes by and I decide that I’m going to give it a go. I’ve spotted the field one full day of writing, actually two, because there are only 124 minutes left in November 2, but I’ve put on my figurative NIKE running fingers and begun to stretch.
This project will remain a secret, save for the word count. I’m going to do the unthinkable. I’ll be writing a sequel to one of the side stories, even though the first one isn’t close to being done. Has anyone ever done that? I don’t know, but I’d guess no. I’m sure I’ll find out that there is a good reason, too.
In truth, I can’t imagine a worse time to try such an endeavor, as I’m pretty busy working on Henry Wood II, doing more writing on Lake Effect, trying to write good blog posts, and attempting to improve the quality of my popcorn making skills, which isn’t easy as I’m already great at it. But here it goes…