For the past couple of years, I've been insanely tempted to try the NaNoWriMo thing. But both Novembers I had some excuse, usually class related, as to why I didn't. Now that I do damn near nothing every day, I have lost my excuses.
So even with my mad rationalization skilz, I can't come up with a reason not to get off my ass and start writing. So I'm gonna do it. Do you see what happens when I get bored? Bad things, yo. Because lately, I have sucked at writing. I mean, damn. But heck, it's only 50,000 words, right? How hideously painful could it be?
It is sort of exciting (because I am a dork), to actually get down to the business of it all, even though it will be crap personified. Because I am horrible at starting and/or finishing anything without very strict guidelines, this is ideal; exactly 30 days? That's only 1,667 words per day. No problem, right?
Right now it's sort of like seeing two trains hurtling towards each other on the same track - you know it's gonna be so horrible very soon, but you're secretly really excited to get to see it unfold. There is no better metaphor for Jason writing a book than that.
The only problem now is picking what to write. I have two mostly outlined stories to pick from. One is less focused, more funny and anecdotal and pretty much completely ridiculous. Sort of what I usually write, only (theoretically) structured in book-form. The other is all mapped out, sort of weird and disturbing kind of funny, but was originally supposed to be a short story, so I don't know if I can wring a full novel out of it.
So, comments? Imagine for a moment that you would actually read a book I wrote. Would you prefer something ridiculous called Dead End Books or something weird called Traverses? And would you want to read it? I was thinking about setting up a second blog for it, since I doubt I'll get to do much posting around here when I've got to write so much elsewhere. But that is pretty pretentious, not to (again) mention that it will suck and who wants to read something that sucks? Then again, if you read this...heh.
Anyway, hit that comment button, let me know what you think. And woot, just like that I will try to be a writer. Delusions of grandeur are the best kind of delusions.
2 comments:
Jason -
Go for it, incredibly cool idea. I would also love to do it if I wasn't in grad school and definitely don't have the time. I'll think about it this week though...maybe I'll do it even though I won't finish. What are your stories about? I would even know where to start. I'd probably write something very Bridget Jones-esque. But my life isn't that interesting so....hmmmm. I say you must do it. Seriously.
Jason, I know this is a little late, but "DO IT!" "DOIT!" It's one word now and I'm telling you to write a novel. Dead End Books. I would read it. But I think everything you write is hilarious and I laugh outloud at work and people think I'm crazy. doit.
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