Good grief. Who in their right mind would try to write a novel in thirty days? No one in their right mind would.
That's how NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) came to be. Every year since and including 1999, men and women who are crazy, spend thirty days writing crap that they're allowed to call a novel. The final result of thirty days of writing is never read by anyone unless the writer chooses to be ridiculed and laughed at.
A few months ago I announced here on my blog that I was going to join the ranks of thousands who have taken on this challenge. As November 1st looms larger with every passing day, I'm faced with the reality of the task. My biggest fear is that I'll be crazier at the end of the month than I am right now.
I'll share more about NaNoWriMo in the next few days as I ponder whether I should strain my brain or wimp out.
Please go to my next several posts for more information regarding National Novel Writing Month.