On Monday, I — like thousands of others nationwide — will begin my quixotic attempt to write a 50,000 word novel as part of National Novel Writing Month. If you’re not a writer, trust me — this is an ambitious goal, and any novel produced in 30 days is going to be pretty ragged. But the exercise is meant to promote good work habits. Too many writers, and I am chief among them, wait so long for the perfect idea that we don’t write, and writing is how you get to the perfect idea.
So the novel I write (or try to write) during November is not likely to be very good, at least in this original form. But it could be fun. At the suggestion of the fine folks at Blogger (which is where I found out about NaNoWriMo to begin with), I’m going to be posting my novel to a special blog as I go along. This is an unusual step for a writer; most of us are jealous of our works in progress. But the fact that this is an admittedly-bad novel makes it kind of fun to share.
Anyhoo, the novel will be at [invalid URL edited]. Stop by next week, check it out, and hold your nose while you leave encouraging comments.
I have no idea whether I will make 50,000 words, or even if I will make it to the end of the month. But I think it’s a good idea for me to try. There’s been so much going on in my life in the past few months — work, missions, personal relationships, finances and what have you — that maybe it will be cathartic in a general sense for me to create some fiction. And it will be fiction. There will be a small-town setting, and some ideas drawn from personal experience, but this won’t be very autobiographical, and I’m determined not to base any of the characters too closely on any one person.