November begins in roughly 10 hours. Which means, roughly 10 more hours of sanity (sanity being a relative term, in my case).
I have decided once again to embark on NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), in which I, along with many others attempt to produce a rough draft of a novel during the month of November. I last undertook this challenge in 2009, and blogged about it some. Unfortunately, while I did finish (or win, in the vocabulary of NaNoWriMo), I found myself dissatisfied with the ending. In fact, I remain dissatisfied with the ending, though I do spend some time, now and again, trying to improve upon it.
This time, however, I am embarking on a completely different type of novel: a young-adult spy novel. As opposed to my first attempt, this genre is much easier to satisfactorily end. That is one advantage of working in a more clearly defined genre. The danger, of course, is that the novel winds up feeling cliche.
But starting out with a rough outline (very, very rough), some character names and backstories, and at least 50,000 words ahead of me, I am filled with optimism. Check back as the month progresses as I discover just how crazy this is.