First of all, NaNoWriMo continues, and we’re nearing the middle of the month. The middle of the month in NaNoWriMo is typically the time where we separate the men from the boys, the women from the girls, and the dogs from the cats. It’s the time when we find out who is really serious about finishing 50,000 words in thirty days, come hell or high water. I wish I could say it’s the time when one’s writing becomes really spectacular, but unfortunately, it’s when the quality of the writing starts to become sacrificed on the alter of word count.
In honor of the middle of the month, I give you Gandalf the Grey, and his experience with NaNoWriMo.
I do have to say that if I make it to the finish line, I am going to have a very precocious eleven year old girl to thank. I teach 6th grade here in China, and my class is doing the NaNoWriMo Young Writer’s Program. We spent the month of October in intense preparation, and part of that was allowing the students to choose their own writing goals. Most students chose around 15,000 words in the month, but one ambitious student chose 30,000. When NaNoWriMo began, she made it her new goal to beat me, and so while I’m writing close to 2,000 words a day, so is she. Currently, she has about two hundred words more than I do, so I’ve convinced her to up her final goal to the adult level of 50,000, and she has agreed.
This has worked out really well for me, because now I base whether or not I will quit for the day on her word count, rather than if I’ve reached my daily goal, so I’m being pushed forward. 50,000 words, here I come!
Speaking of young people, my own eleven year old daughter took an extremely cute picture of her seventeen month old brother, Noah, who has just discovered how to make duck lips. The picture she took was so cute because Noah is standing much like an adult might, if they were striking a heroic pose. I absolutely love this picture.
And of course, the more I looked at this picture, the more it reminded me of one of the promotional posters that Darren Aronofsky put out for Noah. And since our Noah shares the name, I thought it might improve the poster a bit to get rid of the sour looking Russell Crowe, and give Noah a more upbeat expression.
And finally, I give you John Oliver, and the Salmon Cannon.
Now, considering that I’ve used several hundred words here that should have been on my NaNoWriMo novel, I’m going to go ahead and close it up.
See you next week, with the next three interesting things I can find!
P.S. On principal, I refuse to include Too Many Cooks in my list. I just refuse to do it.