On November 1, Jenni I were about to get ready for bed when she mentioned to me that she had a friend who was going to write a novel in a month. When I asked why he was doing it, she told me about National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo, and how it was a group that challenged people to write a 50,000 word novel in a month. I laughed, wondering what kind of goof would make such a ridiculous commitment. I love writing, but that would be way too much.
Then gears started turning in my head. “No,” I told myself, “I’m a nonfiction writer.”
Of course, I knew that wasn’t completely true. Anyone who’s been following the Synergetic Novel knows I’ve at least dabbled in the juvenile fiction genre.
Then my fingers started to itch.
“Argh…” I told myself, “but I’ve got a Christmas CD to be working on. I’ve got two other books in the works right now. Taking on another project would just back up their publication.”
But they wouldn’t be ready for publishing until next year anyway.
Then the laptop started calling my name. It was kind of creepy, actually.
So then I took a deep breath and realized that I would just have to look at the logistics of it all to convince myself that a commitment like that was impractical for my situation. First off, to get 50,000 words in a month, I’d have to write about 1,500 words a day – your average high-school essay. That’s not a big deal for a couple days, and every day for a whole month? But I knew I’d need weekends off. So at five days a week, I’d have to do 2000 words a day. Then I figured I’d need Thanksgiving weekend off. Let’s just round it up to 2,500 words a day.
No way. That’s like a five page essay a DAY! Six, if it includes a bit of dialogue! On a good writing day, I could get about 1,000 words an hour – if there was no research necessary.
Then I did a Google search to see what size novel 50,000 words was. According to my research,
The Giver is about 43,000 words, Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone is about 77,000, and Holes is about 47,000 or so. Even Charlottes Web is only about 32,000.
It was almost time for bed – and it was a weekend. If I were to do it, I’d have to start the next day anyway. I’d sleep on it. It’s always a bad idea to make a decision after 10pm.
As I showered and got ready for bed, a plot started floating around in my head. It was one I came up with years ago, but had finally rejected because it had too little message to it – a plot with no other purpose than entertainment. I’ve always had a hard time justifying working on a major project that didn’t have some kind of benefit to mankind. Maybe it’s the idealist in me, I don’t know.
But if I only had a month to write a book, it would be hard to write it with a grand moral message anyway. To do so would be to risk bombing the novel and the message. So if I was going to bomb a story by taking only a month to write the first draft, it may as well be on a meaningless story.
I didn’t dare decide that night whether or not to participate, but if I did decide to do it, I’d use that story.
With that thought on my mind, I went to bed.
Then the tossing, turning, sleepless night started. All I could think about was the stupid challenge. It was a horrid night, but for some reason, when I woke in the morning, I felt strangely fabulous. I suppose it was because I decided to do it. I determined that after the kids went to bed that night, I would get started.
What on earth was I thinking?!
But I was going to do it.
So how was it?
It was A BLAST!!!
I truly loved it. I had no idea that writing a novel could be so fun. I’ve decided that with fiction, marathoning is the way to go. My first night I got 3,000 words just to give myself a jump-start. Every night after that I did 3,000 words again. I took weekends and Thanksgiving weekend off, and by the end of November, I had 64,000 words. Three days later (Dec 3), I had my last chapter finished, a bunch of plot-holes filled up, and 70,000 words written. So now I have the roughdraft for The Santa Code, and in a couple weeks (it’s always good to put it down and give it some time before redrafting) I’ll begin the second draft. If I do decide to publish it, I’ll let you all know when it’s ready. I hope to have it ready and published by October, since it’s sort of about a Christmas conspiracy, so the holidays would be a good release time.
Hard work? You better believe it. The biggest challenge for me was staying awake. I usually go to bed around 10:30pm, but now I was getting ready for bed at midnight, and still having to get up at 6:30am for work. While writing, I made sure to keep snacks and a couple arcade games on hand for five-minute wake-up breaks. Remarkably, I never got bored of the work, and though I did occasionally find myself getting distracted with research for the novel, it turned out to be very helpful.
If you love writing, you’d love doing a challenge like this. If you are thinking about it, just do it. You don’t even have to wait till next November when they run the challenge again. Just start writing. If writing isn’t an interest of yours, you probably wouldn’t like it, since it requires a few hours a day writing. But if you enjoy writing, do it! You’ll love it!
NaNoWriMo is an annual thing, so you can bet I’ll be at it again in a year. Yay Nano!
Here’s a sample from our last year Halloween party. I recommend the traditional activities – but take them to the extreme!
Next time… Extreme Pumpkin carving!
I have to give this guy credit. It took me about five minutes to get my recorder up and running, all the while he was just waiting. I had to get him to start his schpeel while I rebooted the program. Then he stayed on the phone for a good fifteen minutes or so after that. I’m surprised he didn’t catch on when I asked him if they do Hot-dog delivery. But when I demonstrated that I am interested in what he is trying to sell me, I found a way to get him to offer me an eleven cent rebate… well… sort of.
You have to listen at the very end – after I hang up. I think the guy’s cough is a cover for his laughter. I’m quite sure I made his day.
A discussion on how it works
I don’t know if Rowan Atkinson is actually staging as Mr. Bean here or not, but he gives a spectacular performance, wouldn’t you say?
Matt stared at her.
“Actually, it’s been a lot of fun to research,” the librarian said. “This has always been a curious little town to me. My Grandparents grew up here and own a house nearby, so I’ve been to visit often throughout my life. When my Grandpa passed away I offered to move in with Grandma so I could attend school here. She’s really independent but she’s grateful for the company.”
A teenage boy stood by, waiting to check out some books. “Oh, excuse me for a minute,” she said, turning to the boy.
Matt watched her. She spoke to Matt as though she knew him well. Was she just a very trusting person, or was she mistaking him for someone else? And how did she know Continue reading The Synergetic Novel: Episode 11
If you are like me, Monday’s are tough. I suspect that many of you can relate, so I’ve decided to try a new tradition: Every Monday I’ll post something fun, silly, or jolly to raise your spirits a little to help you out a bit. It will probably usually be a Youtube video or flickr picture or something, but if it earns someone a smile, then it will be worth it!
This weeks Pick-Me-Up is a video from Improv Everywhere. This is a group that goes around to various locations, gets volunteers, and does something totally random for the local people.
The first time I saw this, I watched it like three times, just because…
Remember the old Muppet show with the two pink… well, whatever they were – some kind of muppets with permanent ooooh mouths, and the shaggy little guy with sunglasses that sang, “Mahna Mahna” while wandering around the stage? Well, Lunch Bucket has the shaggy dude’s part down pat… at least the mahnah mahna part, though I think she leaves out the first “ma” leaving a nahmenah instead.