I don’t know about you, but it drives me nuts when I have a thought that won’t leave me alone. And I’ll confess right here this one has been hanging about for longer than I’d care to admit.
I’m a fairly successful non-fiction writer but I’ve always wondered if I could write fiction. There I’ve said it.
Between the paying work, the inner resistance to change, the fear of failure and, oh I don’t know, any number of excuses, I’ve not done it.
I’ve seen people launch themselves into this NaMoWriMo book writing month project before, shrugged and gone back to the paying work.
That’s ending. This time I’m launching too (announcing it here to confirm the decision and make it exceedingly hard to back out)
You see, I’ve been reading Larry Brooks quite a bit over the past six months and when he came out with his challenge and plan, I bought the idea, the book and here we go. Bottom line – no words to be written before the official start but dong the story planning (something that appeals to my non-fiction brain) is fine.
Made the call, bought the book (I already had his first one) and I’ve almost finished reading it. Ideas are starting to flow and asking “what if?” is becoming part of my day. And frankly, this is all pretty much scaring the shit out of me with this decision to take a month off to write fiction (that’s resistance talking!)
But like a lot of things, there comes a time and place for everything and this is the time and place.
Several paragraphs of stupid declarations of intent deleted – insert cliches instead
“There is no try, there is do or do not” “You walkin the walk or you talkin the talk?”
“Suck it up – get over it Princess.”
So having screwed up the all the alternatives of silent retreat, I’m left with the story planning and moving forward from here to get a plan this month and pour out 50K of words next month.
I’ll let you know how it goes.