Project Novel™ is officially running full steam ahead and appears to be right on schedule for, well, November. I've had some great input from everyone and will likely be collecting ideas right up until November 1st at midnight (that's when I can officially start writing this blasted thing). End date is November 30th at midnight. In case you need to reach either me or Steve that month, well, don't.
It also appears that I've inherited some sort of gift for *timing* from my father, only not in the way his timing kills on jokes. Seriously, the guy is bloody funny and my brothers went and hogged all the good genes for themselves. Yeah, not so much me. My timing is more like, 'Tell embarrassing story to best friend, find out "Publish to the Entire World" was accidentally switched on, and a movie deal starring Gwyneth Paltrow as the heroine who gets gum stuck in her nether-regions is in the works. Hilarity ensues. World wants to know what kind of gum I chew. Endorsement deals ensue.' It always works out well in the end, see.
Anyway...
Remember talking about my good bud Gideon the other day? In the past year he hasn't given my site a second look, that is, until I went and blabbed about his book again. Which also happened to be the day before I posted about Project Novel™. Gideon's a cool guy, that's why we get along.... only his coolness in embarrassing situations *almost* outweighs my ability to stumble right on in to them. His Book 2 comes out next month and he's promised me an advance copy of his Book 3 a full year early *JUST* to prove that he included The Pirate Who Must Loved Kittens and Sunsets. Just. For. Me. How fucking cool is THAT?!!!
Er, except for one thing. One small thing. See, I have to write my novel and send it to him to get it. HA! Let's break it down for a moment, shall we?
1 month +
50,000 words +
1700 words per day +
3 boxes of White Cheddar Cheezits +
Roughly 3.5 hours of writing per day for 30 days =
EQUALS a veritable fuckton of work just so I can read one sentence including The Pirate Who Must Loved Kittens and Sunsets a year before anyone else. (That's well over 100 hours if you lost track on fingers and toes.) But since you are reading this stupid entry, this means you probably know me. In which case you know I'm an anal-retentive perfectionist who will probably double the amount of work just to spit out something worth Gid's read-time (he and I are on a first name basis, in case you didn't notice). I also plan on documenting the entire process and posting new video game time-records along the way. Wouldn't want you to miss out on all the novel writing fun.
But I'm doing it. 2006 will be the year I got my photography published, got free shit, wrote a novel, became an author, did about 3096 designs, got a new job, bought a new car, went to England, inspired the heroine in at least 2 novels, read about 3 dozen books, and went to Florida.
Anyone catch that last bit ;)?
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Wooohoooo!! I DID!! Believe it or not, I was already on Travelocity at 7:00 this morning ;)
Are you still drunk?
Wholy cow...that's alot to have accomplished, good for you!
Take the cameras!
And I've started my new (daily, serialised) novel on the *ahem* secret site today too - eagle eyed viewers of a lascivious nature who wander over there might recognise at least one of the characters who makes a first appearance some time this week, that's all I'll say... ad=nd one of the other characters has commented in here on at least a couple of occassions (though don't wrry, if you don't know that it's you, it's not you, if you see what I mean).
Good luck with the novel, Margaret!
Maggs and Keira in Florida? Oh. Dear. Lord. Mother's lock up your sons. Wives keep a good eye on your husbands.
I'll dispense more Nano advice closer to Novemeber but I suggest writing at the same time, in the same spot on the couch every night, to get into the creative habit.
I eat one package of animal crackers, plain, drink a cup or two of organic earl grey, loose, and sit in the middle of my couch to write on Shiva. But you can make up your own rules. (And it's technically 1,667 words per day which only took me two or two and a half hours a night.)
Hey you should place a web cam up and running when you are writing you novel. That way we can see your anguish as it unfolds.
Ha, it could be my "NovelCam" and you'd get to feel the reverberations from my head hitting the coffee table over and over and over....
I'm starting my Tivo right.... *now*. And I don't even have a Tivo!
I'd second the web cam. After all Gene Fowler once said, "Writing is easy: All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead."
I'd pay to see that.