National Novel Writing Month is a challenge every year where people try to pen a novel in just thirty days. I managed to finish mine last year at like 4 AM on December 1st; I rounded it up to mission accomplished.

I dug out an old idea of mine that had been sitting in a notebook and am setting out today to get to work. I’ve got some albums I am going to sue as a soundtrack, mostly some IDM and Dark Ambient to keep on while I work.

I’ll probably end up doing a more extended deconstruction on what worked and didn’t work next month. I did take a look, and I have attempted to write a novel in November every year since 2013, and 2018 was my first successful year.

That can be chalked up to last year being the first year that I didn’t have a regular writing job to keep up with. So maybe ditching freelancing wasn’t the worst idea if I wanted to be serious about an attempt at fiction.

I’m keeping this one a bit short, and good luck on your insane self-imposed projects. It’s important to keep trying to make stuff; even if you don’t succeed, you’ll find a kernel of something you can come back to. That bit of cheerfulness is probably the coffee talking.