It’s November now and the National November Writing Month is upon us. This is where writers are challenged to write a novel in a month. Good luck to those who take part, but I have never taken on the challenge and I don’t intend to. It’s not because I’m arrogant or think it’s a silly idea: it isn’t, it’s motivational. It’s just that it wouldn’t work for me. I could never write a novel in a month, not one that would make any sense, and anyway, I don’t have the time. I have too many other commitments: I love my bed, for one thing. You’d never catch me up at stupid o’clock in the morning tapping away at my laptop and working well into the night without even stopping to shave (my legs, of course!) Anyway, the telly’s too good at this time of year and it’s freezing up in my office. We haven’t got the heating on yet, my husband Mr Tight Wad won’t let us put it on while it’s still mild outside. Added to that I also have to cook his meals, tidy his house, and I have another practical reason: I can’t get overtired and stressed because of my epilepsy. That old thing. Might cause a seizure, if Liverpool don’t give me a heart attack first with their rubbish start to the season. Oh, yeah, and I’m depressed about that, too…another good excuse not to do it (I’m going to be like this until January at least!)
I also have to go out to work. Meh.
Besides, writing a book in a month is all very well, but you’d still be editing it come next April. Do they take that part into account? Or maybe it doesn’t matter. I dunno.
What I will be doing, though, is starting my new book this month for children, set in Ancient Greece. I don’t have a title for it yet, but it will be a kind of, a sort of, a more or less sequel to Epiworld, though maybe not; maybe it will carry on the epilepsy time travel theme. Who knows? I don’t know yet. I’ll only know when I start writing it.
The other thing I will be doing – and this is radical for me – is writing another football book at the same time because an idea has popped into my head for one. It won’t be part of the Goalden Girl series, it will be about a boy who is the worst footballer in his school. I have a title for it, but it is a trade secret in case someone steals it from under my nose. I have to write it now because if I don’t I might forget about it or die or something stupid like that and then it’ll never get written, will it?
Anyway, for those who want to take part in NaNoWriMo, the details are here. Best of luck and I hope you achieve great results! I won’t be thinking about you at five o’clock in the morning, I’ll be tucked up nice and warm in bed.