I’ve been enjoying the blog posts of those currently participating in Camp NaNoWriMo, sharing their tales of accomplishment vs falling short, their battles with distraction vs their moments of clarity, their bouts with writer’s block vs waves of creativity and inventiveness from seemingly out of nowhere.
It makes me kinda wish I was participating this time around.
But, I chose not to. Instead, I’m doing the next best thing. I’m working on the next phase of last November’s NaNoWriMo exploits.
In short, this story is about the levels of viciousness, selfishness, betrayal, and outright stupidity family members can sink to when cash and material items are involved.
|Side note: this might come as a surprise to some that I’ve written something besides a science fiction story.|
This is a sensitive and unsettling subject for those who have gone through any variation of this unnecessary ordeal. Being that I’m one of those people, I decided to have my main characters approach the situation they were thrust into from the mindset of an opportunist as opposed to that of a victim. Because of that, some of the scenes I wrote last November came across with a lot more humor than one would expect from this kind of experience, but I think it works (keep in mind…laughter often camouflages anger and announces insanity), and I’ve been feeling psyched every time I sit down to transcribe more.
The goal, as of right now, is to have the story completely written by the time the next November NaNoWriMo rolls around, so I can perhaps start this process all over again.