A real-life friend of mine (who actually reads this blog) commented yesterday (in person) that he was contemplating writing a novel in November. It was ten years ago when he and I wrote our first November novels.
The novel I wrote that year was one that I'd been carrying around inside me since 1990 when I scribbled the first scenes in a notebook I'd purchased in Italy. I won't try to reconstruct the order and history of my November novels today, but I will only say that I thought I would return to the same set of characters each November and write another chapter in the ongoing saga of their lives. My principle characters are Adam and his first love Melanie. Last year during November I rewrote the early history of Adam and Melanie as children growing up together.
This year I'll likely return to Adam and Melanie's story and add to it. Yesterday and this morning I've been sketching an outline for a possible new installment in their invented life story. I don't think of this new book that I might / will(?) be writing next month as part of a series of books, but as adding to one fat book.
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Thursday, October 30, 2014
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Free time
Last night, an extra hour of "free time" landed in my lap and in the face of such riches I was nearly paralyzed. What should I do with this "free time"? I knew that I should spend that valuable time reading. But I hadn't been satisfied with my writing yesterday. (I hadn't written in my daily notebook since the 17th!) So I acquiesced to the compulsion to write. Just a couple of pages, handwritten, into my daily notebook. If nothing else, I felt better for it.
With November coming up, I'm getting that excited, anything-is-possible feeling that comes to me at the end of each October in the run up to National Novel Writing Month. Not that I participate (in the correct way), but for ten years I have allowed myself to start a new project and type as much as I can for the thirty days of November. Last year, I rewrote a novel instead of writing something new. Rewriting is an essential part of the craft.
These blog posts are too long. My intention (when I returned to blogging) was to keep the posts short and put the longer pieces on my web site. So I'll quit here for today. If you want to read more, follow the link.
With November coming up, I'm getting that excited, anything-is-possible feeling that comes to me at the end of each October in the run up to National Novel Writing Month. Not that I participate (in the correct way), but for ten years I have allowed myself to start a new project and type as much as I can for the thirty days of November. Last year, I rewrote a novel instead of writing something new. Rewriting is an essential part of the craft.
These blog posts are too long. My intention (when I returned to blogging) was to keep the posts short and put the longer pieces on my web site. So I'll quit here for today. If you want to read more, follow the link.
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