Now that I've sticked a hand up and told you the reason I've been away if there is anyone who really is reading this blog, I can also update things about my writing, since that's what this is mainly about! And because I'm obsessed! And because the true loves of my life are imaginary! Well, at least almost all of them.
So, NaNoWriMo is seven weeks and a weekend away. Am I nervous? Hell, of course I'm nervous, but I'm also very excited. Well, no, actually, right now I'm just really nervous. This is because recently I have accomplished writing some 22,000 words of plot outline (which would already probably sum to 50,000 when re-written in the novel form, so technically I'm on the safe side), but then, even more recently, I have utterly stopped working on it. I am afraid, because I am experiencing the same symptoms I do with every other big project I begin - once I get to that turning point from where I know only marginally how I'm going to continue, I suddenly lose all interest and will to work on it, leaving it to dust somewhere under the pile of documents in a foulder.
And with Following the Gay Umbrella's (as is its work title) case, also physically dusting on my floor.
Additionally, I've been producing some short stories, with which some I am more happy with than others. There Is a Boy With a Dream is one of them, and... I honestly forget any others. And I can't be bothered looking them up, anyway.
But yeah, I've got at least 6 different projects under way, each varying in length. I've just not gotten much done, with my state of mind and all. I'll try to go through next week in school, and then it's school holidays, and I can see if I can get anything done from all the sleeping I have planned.
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