Day two, one chapter down and fourteen to go, 3,789 words written.
That's right, no rest for the wicked, ever! See the problem with this plan is the fact that I will be following the same rules as November, writing a minimum of 1,667 words per day for thirty days. It is the best and worst thirty days of the year and I'm doing it twice... in a row. If you think I've been grouchy December 1st in the past, then wait for this year. I will either fail this November or come out in a vegetable state. Completely brain dead.
But Black Paper Moon (the title of my current project) was just begging to be written, it didn't want to wait till next year when I would've found something more interesting and ignored it, so it gave me the inspiration now to use. I have to do it. The voices won't leave me alone unless I do or they might finally shut up and never speak to me again (the biggest fear of a writer). So I am apologising in advance; I will be extra moody and anti-social for the next two months. But hopefully I come out in sixty days with two novel babies.
See you on the flip side when I will definitely be needing a weekend of pure dancing!