I just joined Na No Wri Mo (National Novel Writing Month) run through RWAus. What have I done? I've made a comitment to write 30,000 words in June. New words for a new book I haven't really given much thought to. I don't even have names for my hero and heroine.
I sit here shaking my head. What is wrong with me? (lots, but let's not go there)
The way it works is that participants set a goal - while mine is a meagre two thirds of a category romance, others are aiming for 60,000 words - and more.
Some have chosen to edit their manuscripts rather than start afresh. Others are both writing and editing.
I'm now wondering if I should instead nominate to edit my ms, which is languishing from a lack of attention since I finished it in August, 2009. It needs more than an injection of botox to revive it. Nothing less than a full lift, nip and tuck. I don't know that I have the right mindset to do that just yet.
I think the gentle pressure from the rest of the NaNoWriMo team should be enough to get me started on this latest project. Each day of the challenge, which is called 50ks in 30 days, participants are meant to reveal their progress, which is displayed on a word counter on the official blog. Yikes.
I fear I am about to suffer for my art. In the meantime, it's off to suffer for my family - it's pea and ham soup on this dark and stormy night in Sydney.