So, having avoided it for some years now, this year I’ve committed myself to doing NaNoWriMo . Considering that on my last book I managed to work the fastest I’ve ever done and produce about 10,000 words a month, it feels like it’s going to have to take a bit of a leap in  my creative abilities to do 50,000 in November. Am I concerned? Not exactly. I’m just doubtful the product will be much good.

As it stands I’ve got no real idea what I’ll be creating. In some ways I think that is preferable. I’m reluctant to “waste” any of my existing stuff on this, likely as whatever I work on is to become shit. Anyway, the way that I work, I don’t plan/draft/sketch out characters etc. before I start the actual writing. Most of my stuff gets written because I sat down and wrote a chapter of it from cold without knowing where it was going, and then looked at it later and decided that I had a novel there.

I haven’t decided yet what I’ll do with the product of this fevered period. I’ll have to judge it when it’s finished. It is likely to contain a fair amount of fucking though. In case of creative fallow periods, it’s either people fucking or spontaneous outbreaks of random violence to get things moving again.

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