Time has to pass. I need to get a grip.
Suffice it to say that when I read the end, I held the book in my hands, rested my chin on the rough little platform made by the tops of its 562 pages, and cried about how fine a book it is -- feeling neither sorrow nor joy, just the empty space you find inside yourself when someone takes a pick axe to your heart and everything makes sense for five minutes. I'll be better soon.
Oops. Once again, in spite of my best efforts, I may have gone ahead and talked crazy after all. No apologies. Let's move on.
This post, however, is more about NaNoWriMo. If you don't know what NaNoWriMo is, you're missing knowing about all the fun. You don't have to participate to delight in the idea. It's such a cool idea. I wrote about it here: http://lakeewriter.blogspot.com/2010/10/nanowrimo.html
Today, Billy, who as you know sends me bountiful numbers of excellent things from the Internet, found news of a superior offer on Lifehacker.com. I am also a fan of this hacker of life but I forget to go there because there are just too many places to go, as you may have noticed. This blog is, for example, one of way too many of those places.
Turns out there is a free app from "Scrivener the word processing app" especially for NaNoWriMo challenge writing. You get the beta app for FREE. (I used to be in advertising -- I always uppercase FREE. It's the law.) Then if you win the challenge (by merely completing your 50,000 words and sending them in to The Office of Letters and Light) you get 50% off the $45 price of the regular license for Scrivener.
Here's the deal for Mac & Windows as seen on Lifehacker today: http://lifehacker.com/5673442/scrivener-writing-app-offers-extended-beta-trials-on-mac-and-windows
What do I know about this really? Nada. I've barely read the post, but I downloaded the app and it looks very interesting. It captured my imagination which is always wandering around, carelessly susceptible to the lure of shiny objects. I love everything about the idea of NaNoWriMo and I wanted to pass it on before the colors fade.
Now. Truth -> Power.
In this equation, you, the reader, are Power.
This is the Truth. I have no idea whether I'm going to make the challenge.
I have no clue, truly, how challenging a new knee is going to be. I may be so drugged up and cranky I won't write doodly squat for a month. I do have a plan. It's so ephemeral it can't even be seen. But I'm hoping that this Scrivener serendipity may ground my plan in the real world so I can follow it after I come back down from doing sufficient numbers of the fabulous pain-eradicating drugs I've been promised. We'll see.
Maybe none of us will write a 50,000 word novel in the month of November.
But maybe somebody will.
Maybe it'll be me.
Or Viv. Heh, heh, heh.
Or you.
