I’m actually behind by two blog posts on here. Yes, I missed one sometime in the Spring (March? May? I don’t remember) and I missed one in November. That means, in order to hit my goal of 3 posts per month, I have to make up for it now. After all, it’s December now. The end of the year. Did you forget I made goals for this year? Yeah, well, didn’t we all.
I could lie and say this was my best NaNoWriMo ever, but that wouldn’t do anyone any favors. The truth is that this NaNo was one of my worst ever. For a while, I legitimately thought this would be the year I lost. There were some pretty bad days in November and a lot of days away from my computer, but I made it.
It’s been almost a week since Trump was elected, and I still don’t know quite what to say.
I keep saying it but it doesn’t seem to be making a difference. NaNoWriMo starts in like 2 days. I keep saying it because I’m hoping I’ll magically come up with the inspiration and drive to actually participate. So far, I’ve come up with what to write but no interest in actually doing it.
Here we are in the middle of October already. NaNoWriMo is two weekends away and my prep has amounted to half an hour of me staring at a blank screen willing my brain to come up with ideas.
This is supposed to be a blog about writing, and hey, I’m going to write something that isn’t really along that vein today. I hope you’ll all bear with me.
So after many years of waiting and planning and researching, I finally got a puppy last week. Exciting, right? Well, actually no.
There’s a good reason I tend not to write sequels to completed novels. I don’t want to ruin my own canon. There’s a difference between a sequel, a spin-off, and a continuation. I say, when you have a completed series, don’t create a sequel that could potentially ruin the previous books.