First Tweet of the day: @WrimoSea 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31 six days till NaNoWeen kick-off party at #Denny's in #Overlake #inSeattle! #NaNoWriMo.
The first time I heard about NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) was in 2003 during Dorothy Allison's workshop at Centrum's Port Townsend Writers' Conference. Go for it! was Dorothy's suggestion. But I wasn't ready, not then, not the following seven years. Before I knew where my story could go I had to write a memoir (or two, three). Now I am ready. I've already announced (said it out loud, posted it in the Diary to Fiction or Memoir SW Group that I'm writing a novel, inspired by my memoir writing.
Yesterday I came up with the title: Forgiveness.
On Facebook I promise to let my hair grow out for the HalloNaNoWeen at Denny's Restaurant in Seattle's Overlake neighborhood. No matter it's way out of my normal axis radius, I will cross that floating bridge, I will go to the Eastside, the other side of the lake, just to get started right, at midnight on October the 31st.
These last few days I'll be working on the outline for my novel "Forgiveness". Ever since my arrival in Seattle in 1994, when I discovered Gabriele Rico's book "Writing the Natural Way" I've been using her cluster method to get to the point, to get my stories down. These last days of October I'll cluster my way through beginning, middle and end of the storyline, creating an arch that'll help me get through the tough 2nd and 3rd weeks of the NaNoWri Month.
Seattle SW Birthday Party— this coming out of my writing den is rare. The only times I'm away from my desk (or couch) is: when I'm presenting architectural tours of the Seattle Central Public Library, when I volunteer my help at authors' events at said library, when I drive my hubby to work, when I run errands or when I walk the dog.
Initially I thought NaNoWriMo would just help me get the first 50,000 word skeleton draft of my novel out as quickly as possible. But the moment I started my Dutchessabroad account, something shifted. Something unforeseen happened. By signing up I became a member of a community. A nationwide, no worldwide community. And as it turns out to be, right here, in Seattle, there's a whole lot of other most likely usually solitary writers like me, who are coming out of their dens, their attics, their niches, their closets (Murphy no doubt) to join in the madness.
The fever has started.
Will you follow me,if anything my blog posts on what is going to be my very first NaNoWriMo?
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