Today was my first attempt at NaNoWriMo, (National Novel Writing Month).
Now that I no longer teaching, I figured I would have the time to try it out. I like the idea of using a deadline and public community.
With NaNoWriMo, you’re not supposed to start until November 1. Meaning no writing, outlining, just an idea.
All I had was this idea for a science fiction idea, a 10 ten year old boy is arrested and placed in a prison that is located on the dark side of the moon.
So the questions: why is he in prison? What is the universe when there is a prison on the dark side of the moon? Why is he so important that he needs to be placed in the most secure prison?
With that I began typing. Using Scrivner I would outline as I went. When a new character came along, I would write a very quick note about this character, same with setting, write a quick sketch when a new setting comes into play.
I have no idea if I can maintain the pace to keep it up to finish it by November 30. I have also never written a novel at 50,000 words. My longest work so far is The Dolbin School 3: The Return of the Professor which clocks in at a little over 45,000 words.
But I enjoy writing first drafts when the words flow, and the story just plays in my head. That is fun.
So to get myself I wrote a quick chapter to get myself going:
The prison door slid open and prisoner 8311 stepped forward into the center of the room, his binders came off as the doors slid in a hush behind him. Prisoner 8311 rubbed his wrists and sat down on the bunk that extended from the wall. The pristine, white room had a sink, a toilet, a small video screen, and a white rug in the middle of the small cell.
“Prisoner 8311 meal time will occur in fours hours, you will be notified when to be ready,” said an electronic voice from the speaker high in the wall.
Prisoner 8311 laid down on his bunk, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and napped.
Prisoner 8311 dreamed about his tenth birthday party when he was not referred to as Prisoner 8311, but was referred to by his given name–Quinton Alexander.
Which was yesterday.
Then I was off and running.