Is it totally apparent how excited I am to actually get started on my novel next month? I am actually constantly counting down the days (which oddly I did in years previous by giving tips – ah food for thought) and getting more and more anxious as the days wear on.
I have so many ideas flowing, and I am trying to figure out if they all work together, trying to allow my character to work herself out and figure out how she wants to be and I’m just itching to get started typing it all out and working on it.
I keep reminding my muse that she seems perfectly capable of being available when I don’t really want her yet, and that somehow, each November she often likes to disappear for days at a time – I’m hoping this year is different.
I was so excited last year to finish over what my goal was and to actually be a winner. Do I have it in me this year, a story strong enough to continue to write itself, to actually make that goal this year?
If you are a NaNoWriMo participant this year – please feel free to make me your friend.
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