Well hello again, ladies and gents. It's been a while. Perhaps too long, maybe not long enough. Either way, I'm back around these parts, at least for the moment, to go back to roots. You may already be aware, but if not, National Novel Writing Month is upon us again, and I'm throwing my hat into the ring once again. A few years ago, when I made my last blog post, I mentioned that I was going to participate that year, but unfortunately, things just didn't pan out. Life got in the way, and I haven't really been able to get back into the swing of things until now, and I'm ready to rip through another month of wordsmithing.
As ready as I am, however, this year, things have changed. Some changes for the better, some for the worse, and some that I'm not entirely sure on. I've got less time to write, less energy, and by far less writing stamina. I'm finding an unfamiliar difficulty in staying focused, keeping my eyes on the ball, another unnecessary metaphor; and that, friends, is what brings me back here. I'm hoping that by revisiting old haunts, reconnecting to resources I stopped caring about long ago, that I can recapture that fighting spirit, the will to write, and the drive to succeed in this mad month.
So, in an effort to start back on the right foot here, let me tell you a little bit about my novel for the event.
