My own little slice of hell

I've decided to use some of my unemployed time to write a novel.

I just love dropping those little bomblets! So here's the scoop: November just happens to be National Novel Writing Month. The idea is to sign up at this Web site, then write 50,000 words of fiction in November. They don't have to be great words, or even really edited. They just have to be captured. If you make it, apparently you get a certificate. But you'll also have the beginning of a novel!

I've always said writing longer fiction is something I'd love to do, and especially if it's science fiction. Today I read a deal on blogger talking about using a blog to post the stories folks are writing for NaNoMo, and I figured this is my big chance. I'll let everyone out there in e-land know I'm going to try to do this, then I'll have people (that'd be you, ready or not!) who can support and cajole me through this thing. And heck, maybe I'll have the beginnigs of a novel at the end of it that I can rework into a real live published-on-paper-and-everything book.

So here's a link to the work in progress. This is my chance to make like a real writer and buckle down, put my nose to the grind stone and invite carpal tunnel back into my body.

A note on the title of the novel blog

That's not (at least I don't think it is) the title of the story. It's more a reference to how hard and scary it's always been for me to follow this dream of writing science fiction. It's one of the toughest things I can think of to do: sitting down with just my keyboard and my brain and spinning story. But maybe it's also one of the best things, too.