Editor's note: This is for some reason a previously unpublished post. The only thing wrong with it really is that it is a little on the short side.
Hard to believe that it is already the fourth no sorry wait fifth of November. That means there are about fifty odd days till Christmas!
Of course for those in the amateur literary world there are only 26 days in which to deliver a minimum of 50 000 words for the annual National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) This will be my third attempt. Last year I fell rather short of the mark. The death of my father the month before fills in as a lovely excuse for my failure but deep down I think if I had of tried just a little harder I would have been successful. The first year I managed to just scrape over the line in terms of words but the actual quality and story left more than just a little to be desired.
In some ways it is slightly crazy I guess to just sit down and spit out around 1700 words a night but at the same time it is exciting and challenging. Unfortunately though at times it is just overwhelming and put in the too hard basket. Which is where I have been the last four days :(
On a slightly positive note I do think that I have a story line (it may still be a little loose but at least it is something right?). I know that it is possibly a bit cliche and done a hundred times before but I think this year I will write a love story.
In case you are wondering, NaNo last year was a complete flop for me. I barely even made it to the 10,000 mark. On the upside though I have recently been writing a little more frequently than ever before