For the past 8 years, I’ve participated in NaNoWriMo, a self-motivated, purely for-fun endeavor in which one is challenged to achieve the lofty goal of penning 50,000 words in a month, the described average length of your average paperback fiction novel. I participate each year, partially because I am curious if I can pull another story out of my head, and also because it’s a creative exercise that requires discipline and goals to finish. I tackle the month-long project with a carefree, “quantity over quality” mindset. I write with the expectation that no one will ever read it. I even bend one of the rules: the work is supposed to be a work of fiction, but I don’t stop the appearance of real life observations from sneaking into my work. In fact, one of my first attempts was a novel concerning a real life friend who passed away a decade before. Her presence was at the forefront of my thoughts at the time, and I thought that writing about her might help the “what if” and “how did that happen” thoughts calm down. It made for an interesting and motivating story.
Anyway, I’m mentioning NaNoWriMo, because while November is a couple of months away yet, September is generally the month in which I begin thinking in earnest about one or two stories that are really calling out to me to write them, and then I use October to pin down an outline, character profiles, and other preparatory exercises. When November first comes around, I am ready with fingers poised on keys, ready to write it out. That’s one of the rules I adhere to–I don’t write a word of the story itself until November. And then, it’s on. A friend of mine jokes that I’ll make my total wordcount goal in the first day. While that’s not strictly true, I’ve been very overachieving with this project, usually finishing 50,000 words within the first week, and then for fun, seeing how much more I can write with the same fervency. Last year, I wrote two novels of 150,000 and 60,000 words respectively, just because there was a week left in November and I wanted to see if I could eek out another novel.
Anyway, I bring it up, because I’m noticing that the ten open tabs in my browser are pertaining to character archetypes and building. I suppose that a couple of hours today will be devoted to note-taking and brainstorming.
See? Ever, always creative.

