In Praise of NaNoWriMo

In 2003, I was a writer without a Muse.  I was, understandably, miserable.

Words had always come so readily to me from the very start.  My first stories were told in a mandatory journal my first-grade teacher insisted we keep.  Most of my classmates would complete it in the quickest fashion possible:  a drawing, accompanied by a few rudimentary sentences.  “Today we learned about math.  Then I ate dinner.  We had pizza.”  It was all she expected of us.

Born verbose, mine would go something like so:  “Today, my mommy and daddy took me out for pizza.  My daddy made me laugh by pretending to be Cookie Monster.  ‘Nomm, nomm, nomm!’ he shouted as he bit the pizza.  ‘Are you a cookie?’  I ran away laughing so he couldn’t eat me.”

I really loved setting a scene, as opposed to sharing facts.  I treasured unique moments over itemizing all of the day’s events.

Flash forward past years of short stories, poetry, novellas and novel-length fanfiction:  I was stuck.  I hadn’t written anything substantial in two years, and that last project was a horrid bastardization of Francesca Lia Block’s style.  I was also in the midst of preparing for my GRE exams when prose-loving friends of mine nudged me.  “Are you doing NaNoWriMo?” they asked.  I had no idea what they were talking about, and once I did, I knew I had no time for it.  I was writing my exams on December 13th.  My spare time in November was committed to Psychology and trying to remember Calculus.

The Muse had other plans.  On November 3rd, a nudge as I listened to a song:  “What if a group of strangers were trapped in a room?  What if they weren’t strangers at all?”  My reply:  “Hmm.  Interesting.  Get back to me after I memorize the DSM-IV.”

On November 7th, I woke up with an entire movie playing in my head.  It’s how all of my projects begin:  in fast-forward, I see it all unfold.  My job is to slow it down and capture it in prose.  With a grumbled curse, I reconsidered my stance.  Maybe the Muse would never return.  If I sat the idea aside to work on later, would I lose it, just as I had with a previous novel at age seventeen?

(That work remains unfinished, to my dismay.  I hate unfinished stories.)

NaNoWriMo was there, waiting.  Daring me to reconnect with my passion.  GRE studying shoved aside, I surrendered to the challenge.

I wrote late into the night, first thing in the morning, on breaks at work.  If I had a computer, I was writing that novel.  Outlines were scribbled on scrap paper, if necessary.  It seemed an impossible mountain to climb, but on November 30th, 2013, with ten minutes to spare, I uploaded my unfinished novel for verification and cheered at my triumph.

It took me nearly a decade to complete the final chapters and release it, but Collide would not exist without NaNoWriMo.  Consequently, I may have remained creatively stagnant, never writing Change Of Season, either.

(Trivia:  Change Of Season began as a screenplay for Script Frenzy, an offshoot of NaNo.)

From a simple group of friends, NaNoWriMo has expanded to share the gift of creation with both children and adults, nurturing the voices of the present and future.  They are cheerleaders to the over-caffeinated, organizing pep talks, word sprints and municipal events to drive new and experienced participants towards that seemingly impossible, yet utterly attainable goal:  fifty thousand words in a month.

Doing all of this work has financial ramifications.  This is where my praise turns to a pitch.

NaNoWriMo is seeking donations to fuel its artistic fire and keep its myriad of programs and resources going.  Today, in particular, is Double Up Day, where the goal is to double everything:  donations, word counts, the number of times your main character changes clothes in a chapter… Everything.

There is no price tag for reigniting a writer’s Muse.  But we can all certainly try.  As a perk, you’re in the running for some serious swag.  Isn’t giving grand?

Click here to learn how you can support the magic of NaNoWriMo.  Too broke to donate?  Share the word.  Share your story of NaNo.

(As for me… NaNoWriMo 2014 has renewed my spark once more.  Details on that project soon!)

Collide Is Now Available!

Happy Halloween and Merry Samhain!  On this, my favourite night of the year, may I introduce you to my second novel, Collide.

Collide is a different sort of tale from Change Of Season on its surface:  a brisk-paced action-suspense story is its shell, a far cry from the paranormal psychological thriller genre.  That said, beyond the surface are elements of the unexplained, particularly the concept of fate or coincidence.  Is coincidence merely that, or something much more?  Collide begs the question and posits that perhaps coincidence is something much more complex.

Collide also examines morality, and the notion of a greater good versus the individual case.  It’s something I think is perhaps hardest for us to truly contemplate most of the time, likely because such cases are emotional, not merely rational.

Last, but certainly not least, Collide is a study in characters, and herein lies its core kindred spirit with Change Of Season.  The nine hostages within the bank are about to reveal their secrets within a claustrophobic cell.  That understanding of motive, of how history shapes us all until we choose to evolve or stagnate, is as important to understanding and enjoying Collide as is the crime drama itself.

Collide is currently available on Smashwords and, for the month of November, is only 99 cents!  (Print is forthcoming in the next few days via Amazon and Createspace).  Other major ebook retailers will have the book in the next few weeks.

Click here to purchase your ebook copy of Collide!  Thanks for your support.

Prefer print?  Gotcha covered via Createspace.  Click here!

Stay tuned also for the Change Of Season blog tour in the next few days, including giveaways!