It is now officially November, which means, what?
That's right! It is NaNoWriMo time again.
I am currently at the Portland International Airport, PDX, with about 50 other writers. We started gathering at 11:00 pm on October 31st and at midnight on November 1st, the ML (Municipal Liaison) said "go" and we did.
It took me a couple of minutes to get started, but I did.
The opening is a bit rambling, but that's okay. It will probably take a little while for me to kick into gear and get the flow going. Right now I'm looking to get my footing and the story on a smooth track (in a NaNoWriMo kind of way) and then I will be able to clip along at a nice pace.
I will get there.
I almost always do.
And I know this story is going to take a turn at some point and become dystopian. I can feel it. I don't know what or when or how, but it is there. I have a feeling it's just outside the door of the room and what seems kind of normal and la la la is going to start getting a bit weird.
Or magical realism/surrealism.
I reached the first 1667 words (one day's count) at 12:58 AM. Not bad. Not bad at all. It's a start.
Now to get a little more written before I go home. These first couple of weeks are going to be a little challenging with the shows in rep at Profile and NaNoWriMo and all of the regular things I do.
I've go this. Wings on my fingers and a river of words in my brain.
Back to it.