NANOWRIMO 2012: Day 1/30
Word count: 526
Got a late start last night. Didn't start writing till well near midnight, and ended around 2:00am when I could no longer see straight or think straight. Somewhere in between, Ke$ha came on the headphones, and ... well, I got distracted. As you can see above. But how can you listen to Ke$ha and NOT dance? Amiright?
Totally utterly winging it this year, but surprisingly having fun at it. I have Virginia Woolf to thank, I think. Been reading To the Lighthouse and yes, I couldn't help but laugh at the fittingness-the parallel? Her story involves a lighthouse; my story involves a lighthouse. Her story utilizes stream of consciousness; my story flirts with it. And you know what, I think I'm getting close to the mood that I think would be perfect for Beatrice and her ghost friend. But there goes my hopes of writing a Neil Gaiman meets Kate DiCamillo-esque story about rambunctious-and slightly irreverent-children going off on unwanted adventures put to them by fate, and them developing character-no pun intended-in the process, and thereby teaching my readers the true meaning of bravery/strength/some virtue or another. I think I am forever one of those writers whose stories are always gloomy and heavy.