With all things going on in economics, with the world ending in 2012 or so… it’s good to do something completely different once in a while. Spurred on by how fun it was to do the #BBCAWDIO writing thing on Twitter, I decided to try my hand at NaNoWriMo, the annual writing effort where you win if you create a 50.000 word novel during the month of November. Doesn’t matter how well you write, doesn’t matter what you write… that you put down that many words, that’s the key.
So, I’m now 2000+ words into my novel, and I’m happily following the main character – Adam – on his trip to… well, wherever he’s going. I have a slight inkling of where it might be, but really, I do not know yet.
Here are the first two paragraph of the story:
He could never quite shake the feeling that there was something wrong with him. Something that was a bit odd, an out-of-the-way, not-really-as-it-should-be kind of thing.
It didn’t matter if he was riding his bike to work – and it sure was not his bike’s fault, even though it was an age-old bike, a pre-historical bike with wide tires and a weight like a full-grown buffalo, a precious bike inherited from his grandfather who had ridden it during the War – or painting his part of the fence at home, or preparing what would pass for dinner when it was his turn to cook the food… it didn’t matter what he did, he always had the feeling that people passing him or people that he passed looked at him much like you would look at an unfortunate flamingo without any sense for balance, or a recent, fairly harmless car crash. Like he was… not really proper.
So, we’ll see what happens! 🙂