Yes, for 30 days and 30 nights I’ll be joining the rest of the hopefuls during the National Novel Writing Month of November.
50,000 words in 30 days.
Yes, I am as mad as a mad dog and an Englishman who goes out in the midday sun. And just as dizzy.
The house may not get cleaned so much. The pizza delivery man is going to become my new best friend. I may even get some sort of deficiency through not going outside in the fresh air for a month. But it will be worth it. Honest.
As long as I’m sitting on my butt writing every day from 9.00am – I’ll do it.
No amount of finger crossing or ‘Rah! Rah! Rah’s!’ will help if I don’t turn up.
How am I going to accomplish this? My idea is to be online to tweet that I am going to start – by 9.00am should get my arse into gear. Whatever I have left to do by 9.00am will just have to wait until my daily wordcount of 1,667 words is achieved.