Write All the Words!

It’s November again. I realise it has been for a while, but I got so caught up in Greylands promo that I kind of failed to notice. Then it got really cold (and then warm, and then snow, and then freezing, and tomorrow warm).  Aside from book promotion, November is also known for this little tradition called National Novel Writing Month, dubbed affectionately (or with extreme horror by writers) as NaNoWriMo.  50k in 30 days.

I was possessed to try for it again this year, and so far, despite a pretty busy schedule, I have reached 21k as of last night. The project itself is coming along slowly – haven’t had this much trouble getting an idea out since my university paper on The Linguistic Importance of Word Trees – but it’s been great to get back into the routine of writing. For me that’s the point of NaNo: not the winning, but the good discipline habits I develop.

As a side project, I’m editing the sequel to Evensong, called Eventide. I’m in love with it. I managed to write that one in a NaNo-esque sprint in August. 102k in one month, and I have no idea how I managed it. Obviously it now needs to be torn apart and put back together, but overall I’m happy with it.

All this isn’t to say I’ve already put Greylands on the shelf and forgotten about it! A buddy of mine did a promo podcast on Tuesday, which you can listen to here (be prepared for some language), and I’m throwing my first ever Release Party tomorrow night! Sure it’ll probably turn out to be more pub night than big event, but I’m so grateful to everyone who’s coming and getting involved with it. I’m surrounded by a pretty amazing group of people.

Before I head off, I’ll leave you with a few of the words that I’ve written this NaNo:

The deeper I drove into this labyrinth of multiplexes and corner stores, the more I wished I’d repaired the lock on my driver door before leaving home. Dark figures lingered in alleyways and, in spite of the weather, women stood on street corners in suggestive outfits that didn’t do much to fend off the cold.

Pushing the car past them as quickly as I could with the poor roads, I swung another left, hoping this time I’d chosen the right direction.

That’s when I first laid eyes on the office building and what would become my home. It was a squat concrete multiplex of three floors, with a rundown veranda on the side. Looking more like a hostel than any upscale business, it gave off a vibe that made me want to drive back home. I probably should have listened to that voice. God knows my life would be very different now if I had.

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