Last night, while sitting on the couch, after a lovely night of sitting on the driveway in a pirate costume (I will say I looked awesome) with my neighbors and family, and after watching Abbot and Costello Meet Frankenstein, I suddenly jerked up.
“It’s two hours till Nanowrimo starts!”
As soon as (and I mean literally) that 11:59 turned to 12:00 I was typing. I did 500 words before tucking in for the night, and I just finished the rest.
I am now at 1,671. Some 48,00 to go, mate!
It feels good, I have to say. It feels good to be writing a different story, with different music playing, different vibes. The most important, life-changing thing though about my Nanowrimo novel?
I’m using chapters. I repeat, I’m using chapters.
You may not know, but when I started writing Green Crows four years ago, I stopped using chapters in my novels. Green Crows was first a short story, so chapters were unnecessary. When I changed it to be a novel, chapters felt superfluous, and they seemed to damage the flow of the story. So I never used them in all three novels, or Raptor.
It occurred to me a few days ago. Should I use chapters for Silver?
Aw heck, why not.
And I’m actually really excited about. A little irrational excited about it. But come on! I haven’t written the words chapter one in four flipping years! Big changes, man. Big changes.
On a side note, the other day I was writing up in my room. Then I heard singing coming from outside:
“Do you hear the people sing? Singing the song of angry men. It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again…”
And I was like, great, I am about to be overthrown by revolutionaries.
Meaning my sister.