Quasi-random ideas pop into my head at any given moment and at any given place – sometimes they’re mind imploding epiphanies and other times they’re silly notions borne out of everyday situations. Sometimes it’s a plot twist, sometimes it’s a character trait, and other times it’s a potential story title. Usually the idea last a few days or so, living as a nebulous glob of stuff floating about in the Mind Palace, or roaming out and about in the Land of Exposition, carefully avoiding those pesky land minds. A recent thunderstorm revealed another batch of orange plaid land minds curiously exuding the aroma of candy corn and bacon. Luckily, most of the land minds floated away and landed into the Lake of Contemplation, creating unique formations.
But I digress.
As the 2016 Edition of NaNoWriMo is about to get underway, the challenge to complete the task of writing a 50,000 word novel within the 30 day window looms across the horizon. This year the plan (so far) is to write an original novel, with no ties (thus far) to any of the works in progress which have remained (so far) works in progress, albeit in various stages of progress.Details with regards to the title and (general) plot to that project will be shared next week, along with (hopefully) a bit more optimism than usual.
Nevertheless, the internal plotting and pondering of the MASC Chronicles and the possibilities within continues; it’s still in a quasi-nebulous form with the various alternatives being vetted for their plausibility, complexity and potential for fan fiction. The characters are waiting in the wings (or rather, gathered around the wide screen in the Character Development Inn) wondering what will happen next. Meanwhile, the Real Life Brigade gathers in a remote (and warm) location, pondering their ponders and plotting their plots – rumblings of change are on their horizon.
The days grow colder and shorter (the end of daylight savings is approaching, I think), and the countdown to November, and all the changes that will happen within the month, begins.
May The Force Be With Us and the Odds Ever in Our Favor.