Sooooo … I am seriously thinking about participating in National Novel Writing Month this November … That’s NaNoWriMo to you, buddy. 30 days to finish the Great American Book. Check that shit out and let me know if you’re in!
NaNoWriMo is kinda an interesting turn of events for me, seeing as I haven’t written fiction of any sort in probably a decade. I did make one semi-spirited attempt in 2003, when I was living in Mexico and had neither television, nor Internet, nor friends to distract me from my art. Captive audience, hey? I wrote about a lonely girl obsessed with travel. Total fiction. Really. Before that, as a creative writing major in college, I took a short novel class and did manage to finish a 180-page story about a girl named Maya and her boozehound mom named Lorraine and life in the ’60s and ’70s. I called it “Moon Food.” I can no longer open either file. Sadly, those efforts occurred at the tail-end of those halcyon disc drive days, and thus, my literary efforts have long since been relegated to technical obsolescence. But, all past.
This effort will be a creative departure, which makes it fun to ponder and prepare for. I’m sort of thinking I want to try something different and bizarre. Magic realism takes a good measure of art to get done well, so maybe I’ll just settle for flat-out surrealism with a touch of Dada thrown in? Beats trying to drum up a coherent narrative thread that won’t bore me half to death before four weeks are out. I’ve always wanted to write about a character called Selius Crowe. I feel like he would wear a top hat and maybe be homeless or itinerant? I’ve gotta think on that one.
Who’s with me? In the meantime, here’s some sage advice from some very sage-like writers: http://www.buzzfeed.com/expresident/writing-advice-from-famous-authors