Nanoo, Nanoo

I have decided to do something completely insane -- yes, more insane than moving to 10 acres of mud and quitting a perfectly good job to write. I have signed up with "NaNoWriMo" -- National Novel Writing Month -- and I am going to attempt to write a 50,000 novel in 30 days. Probably a young adult novel -- Zeze has given me a very good idea for something that may not have been done a billion times yet. I may run a proposal by one of my best friends, a former children's librarian, in a few days to see what he thinks. He and Zeze are my experts on children's lit.

This organization does some good stuff in addition to their annual writing frenzy. Check out their website to see.

Why am I doing such an idiotic thing when I'm already so busy? Well, because I want to be busy writing my own stuff as well as resumes and ghostwriting. Rita Mae Brown, or somebody, says you should have 12 short-story/article/book manuscripts out there and circulating at any one time. I have 1 children's book manuscript done and 0 circulating. If I wait until I think I have time, it'll never happen. Which is the whole point behind the NaNoWriMo thing. So I'm signing on and brewing one big urn of coffee on Halloween night that hopefully will last me through Thanksgiving.

At any rate, my only entries during the month of November may be "AAAARRRGGHHHH!!!!" and "&%%$$@@*!!" Or maybe just "ZZZZZZZZZZZZ."