At the moment I am sitting in my truck at the beach, mini-me providing me with the ability to blog. What I am not doing is starting NaNoWriMo. I definitely should be I need to write 1,667 words today, and every day until November 30th.

At the same time that NaNoWriMo is going on NaBloPoMo is happening. I don’t know why I don’t just sign up for that, posting a blog a day seems far less daunting to me at the moment then writing 50,000 words in a month. Of course my blogging habits of late don’t lend to well to daily blogging anymore than they do daily novel writing.

I guess I am just not feeling the desire I used to when it comes to writing, which is sad. There aren’t many things I love but writing has always been one of them and it feels wrong to not be putting work out into the universe.

This is my third year participating in NaNoWriMo, each year I have fallen drastically short of the 50,000 word mark. I always have the best of intentions but quickly end up abandoning my novel. Sometimes life just gets in the way, other times I just haven’t been motivated. I’d like to think going into my third attempt that I will really try to put 50,000 words – good or bad – down on paper or a word document.

I’ve re-read what I wrote in previous years and it isn’t horrible. It isn’t as though I started writing then got discouraged by bad prose. I’ve always been fairly confident that I am a good storyteller, on paper anyway. I’m hoping this year whatever component of my brain that has thrown me off track in the past will just shut-up and let me be.

Now I just need to find the story I know is somewhere in my brain waiting for me to pull it out and mould it into something. Of course the brain is a very large labyrinth to wander around looking for one so it should prove to be an interesting month. I might even try to at least accomplish a blog a day if for no other purpose than to give me a place to gripe about how I haven’t written my 1,667 words for NaNoWriMo, and to try and get me back into daily blogging.

Here goes…