It's that time of year again. Well, almost.
All you writers should know what I'm talking about: National Novel Writing Month. The month of delicious insanity where thousands upon thousands of crazy people do their best to compose a novel of at least 50,000 words. Simply wonderful.
Last year, I came pretty close, ending up about 8,000 words shy, a fact I blame on my parents since they banned me from writing over Thanksgiving break (which happened to be pretty much my only free time in the entire month of November). This year, I'm back with a vengeance. I'm going to avenge my poor little NaNoNovel from last year, which made it so far only to fail at the last second. I'm going to churn out an absolutely insane novel with 50,000 words at the least, though it will probably be more. (I'm saying this confidently and resolutely now, but I know in about two weeks I'll be greatly regretting it.) The storyline I'm using is
Finding Antarctica, the first plot I proposed for my summer writing challenge that ended up falling flat on its face. Finally, this odd little plot will get a chance to shine, or, in the very least, progress beyond chapter three.
Now, at the same time I'll be polishing up my senior thesis, which I'm virtually done drafting as of yesterday, but of course there is still a lot of work left in it. Add that to NaNoWriMo and my normal school load and you've got a delightful little recipe for disaster, but I'm willing to bet that this year's disaster could not be any worse than last year's (which was turning in a paper worth half my grade a week late) so I'm not too worried. You might be asking "Why? Honestly, why go to all this trouble to write 50,000 words of useless trash? You don't get a reward and nobody cares whether you win or lose." Well, it just so happens that I am the sort of nerd who enjoys writing an awful lot, perhaps more than I should, and having the motivation to sit down and write a couple thousand words every day for a month is just an enchanting prospect, even if it means a lot of extra work. The fact that I have over 30 other people as NaNo friends helps keep me accountable and makes the affair much more exciting (I mean, have
you ever met a group of people who got really hyped up over writing a novel? It's really refreshing to the odd man out such as myself). Plus it helps to break up the monotony of schoolwork and the boring, predictable manner in which my life runs itself (I say runs itself because it's so planned and uninspiring that I take very little interest in running it myself). It gives me something to think about when I'm sitting in class hearing the teacher tell me something I already know for the hundredth time, and helps me procrastinate on schoolwork when I need it most. Really, for that many benefits I'm quite eager to sacrifice a few hours of sleep for a month.
Any other aspiring NaNo novelists out there? Let's talk noveling, shall we?

(You can find my NaNoWriMo profile here:
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