I’m going for it!

I’ve decided to do it again. This is the only thing I’ve found in almost twenty years of searching that combats the November Blahs: NaNoWriMo. It’s National Novel Writing Month! I won’t have time to be depressed. I’ll be too psyched into getting my wordcount up.

That’s right, folks, during the month of November, I will be writing a novel. If successful, my novel will be at least 50,000 words. I am heartened by the Nano motto: It doesn’t have to be good, it just has to be 50,000 words. No problem. I just don’t know what it’s going to be about. Or who the characters will be. Or when or where it’s going to be set. My favoured genre is Regency-era romance, but I was thinking about going contemporary. I was also thinking about less romance and more adventure. Maybe a quest.

Much as I’d love to write in the quirky, irreverent style of my new, favourite romance writer, Katie McAllister, or my enduring intellectual crush, William Gibson (Who opened Neuromancer with, “The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel”, and who has me weeping often at the beauty of his prose,) I suspect I’ll be nano-ing this year solely to explore my own voice.

I’m a bit of a writing chameleon, you see. Or maybe I can just see too many points-of-view at the same time. Whatever the case, I need to develop something that is my own. I just hope that finding my own voice, I still like to read what I write. Jack Hodgins, who lectures at UVic, and who captures the many moods of the Comox Valley and Upper Vancouver Island with sparse precision and wry humour, doesn’t always love his own stuff. He has to forget about it in a drawer for a while before he goes back to edit it. Me, I know I’m sensitive enough to my own opinion to know that I’d want to at least trust it was good enough to have a second look at.

Hmm. Off to the bath for some plotting, character-creation, and wine drinking.

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