Time to slap on the mosquito repellent, throw some logs on the fire, unroll my sleeping bag, and head to Camp! Camp NaNoWriMo began today. A full month of campfires, s’mores, muggy nights and moonlit forests, canoes on the lake, passing out in bunk-beds, getting paste stuck to your fingers during arts and crafts. Or … I guess none of those things are happening. More like, it’s a month of sitting hunched over a laptop, banging ferociously at the keyboard, refreshing Twitter for new word sprints, religiously updating this blog with every inch my word count stutters forward. Despite the lack of a lake, this’ll be a good month.
Words Written: 1,331
Progress Made: 1,331/50,000
(Not as much as I wanted to get done today, but I’ll be writing all night to beef up that word count.)
A bullet slammed into their back tire in an explosion of shredded rubber.
What’s Next? I’ve got to write more tomorrow. Lots more. Ideally, you spend the first few days of NaNo, when all the excitement is percolating in the air, to give yourself a nice thick wordy padding for the coming weeks, when inspiration might be harder to come by.