When I first opened my eyes, I already knew who I was. My entire existence was already hardwired into my brain; my name, my personality, my manufactured “life”. It was all already there. So when I opened my eyes for the first time, and I mean really opened my eyes, and consciously took in my surroundings, everything I knew fell apart. Cheesy as it may sound it’s the best way I can describe it—I still knew everything but everything was different. It didn’t help that my head was being messed with.
Otherwise known as National Novel Writing Month, but I think the shortened version sounds adorable when said out loud, so that’s how I’m titling this post.
For anyone who doesn’t know, NaNoWriMo is an annual creative writing project which can be found at nanowrimo.org, where creative writers from around the world go to write a novel in the month of November.
The given aim for the end of the month is to have a 50,000 word novel written… That’s about 1667 words per day. And this year I have decided to participate.
It’ll be a huge challenge for me, as I have never written any story above 3000 words, but I shall try my hardest to finish this thing and to get my butt out of this terrible procrastinating habit I’ve been nourishing for the past few years.
So! Wish me luck with this! I will probably be writing updates on here from time to time.