In the interest of full disclosureOkay first of all what is up with the Sixers? I'll tell you what's up with them, they suck, they're 2-5, and I'm totally disappointed. If I didn't currently own a blue t-shirt that says "PHILLIES 2008 CHAMPIONS" - a real shirt, not one made by me with a magic marker - I'd be much, much more upset about the whole thing. As it is, I sort of think that the next year is going to be a giant break from caring about sports for me: "What do I care that the Sixers have lost seven in a row and are now like 22-40? The Phillies won the World Series! Let's dance!"
Anyway, that's not why I'm here today. I wanted to get something off my chest, which is that I'm doing Nanowrimo again this year, for the first time since 2005, but I doubt I'm going to finish it. I'm working on my longtime on again, off again project
Guided Moon - early attempts at which can be find through the link on the right - and everything I've got so far I like, but it's been a question of making the time to write, and it's just not happening. I didn't finish it in 2005 partly because I was away for a week and a half driving Jon to LA, but mostly because the thing I was working on turned out to not be all that good and I ran out of ideas like nine days in. But this year is different. Really, I don't think there will ever be a time in my life quite like November 2004 again; I spent that entire month doing almost nothing but working on Nanowrimo. It was a perfect storm of loneliness, massive amounts of free time, a fairly decent idea for a book, and an almost willfull rejection of anything resembling a social life. I lived on chocolate milk and bags of Munchies, stayed up until all hours of the night, wrote during the mornings and my lunch break, spent Thanksgiving doing it... my damn hard drive fried itself and literally died, and even that didn't keep me from reaching 50K by November 30. It was kind of messed up, but I've never been so proud of anything ever. And now, this year, I have a girlfriend, friends to hang out with, a house I want to work on, a finished novel I want to start working on selling, other writing projects I'd rather be doing... I think Nanowrimo is a fantastic thing, a great motivational exercise that everyone should try, but it might just not be for me anymore.
On the other hand, I'm probably just being lazy. I mean, the Phils won the World Series, I can write a couple hundred words a day instead of being a whiny jackass. Okay, forget everything I said, let's do this!!!
Labels: sixers, writing