Posted 02 May 2017 science fiction
I find myself thoroughly incapable of writing this post today. Such big things. April really whupped me. And of course, if you follow me on Social media, you know I signed a book contract with Parvus Press over the weekend. So, of course, I want to talk about that but today I think I'll focus on wrapping up Camp NaNoWriMo. Because I said I would last week, and because I can't wrap my brain around the book deal in quite the right way as to be able to talk about it without my language devolving to strange awkward sounds I don't really care to make in public. If my coffee kicks in before I finish this post, maybe I'll form a coherent statement to finish it off with. So, to summarize Camp NaNoWriMo... ... Fuck it. You don't give a shit about my progress for Camp NaNo. I signed a book contract! I don't care about my progress for Camp NaNoWriMo! My daily writing practice means that Camp or November WriMoing is just another month. Maybe with more social interaction with my local writers, but that's about it. The only thing that made April's session more challenging than usual was that I sacrificed my writing for the first week of April to a work project, so my victory was a casual lope from behind rather than a leave-you-in-the-dust rocket launch from day one. As is true for every month: you sit down; you do the work; you sign a book contract; you have a good cry on your birthday because you overslept, dogs and cats are vomiting everywhere, omgisignedabookcontract, and the kitchen's a mess; then you take some vitamin B12, inositol, and choline*, sit back down, and finish the projects you set out to finish. Ahem. Yes, it was a bang-zoom-splat sort of final stretch. Like it says on the tin, April was a beast. And of course, the thing that set the last month apart from every other month since beginning this blog is not that I wrote a bunch. It's that now I get to announce:Next Snippet: Have a Seat