I would say it’s hard to believe that it’s November again, but this sort of thing happens on an annual basis, so I should stop being surprised by now. In any case, I am mildly intrigued by the rapid return of this month, and with it, National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo).
As you may recall, last year I participated and won my second NaNo stint. NaNo’s always one of those events that’s terrific fun to get into, and then it becomes a really long marathon of writing that has a lot of ups and downs and “Why oh why am I doing this?” It felt great finishing my novel last year, but at the same time, I was just glad it was over, and the final day was a bit of a let-down. No fireworks, no trumpets, just… yeah. It was over.
But I am terribly proud of my book, which I still think is fairly amusing and carries with it a lot of veiled references to my college years. Unfortunately, I cannot participate this year — three classes, two kids, and two jobs makes it a bit tough to squeeze anything in at the moment. I wasn’t immune to the pull, and my wife even mentioned it a few times, including this morning, hoping that I might change my mind. If nothing else, doing NaNo together was a great bonding moment between us, and I sincerely hope we can do it again in the future.
While I may be abstaining, plenty of my friends and fellow bloggers are already deep into their first day, and I totally salute and support them. It’s not just a lot of writing, but a lot of creating, and that can be taxing if you haven’t built up to it.
So in the spirit of NaNoWriMo, today I’m going to present my entire novel from last year to anyone who may wish to read it (although, y’know, don’t be a jerk and plagiarize it). It’s pretty rough without a full editorial pass, but hopefully it’s entertaining enough to make up for the flaws.
Read away — and write away!