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Another NaNoWriMo Triumph!

This just in from M. D.: she’s completed the NaNoWriMo challenge for another year! I’m very proud of her. She tells me that her work-in-progress, tentatively entitled Noth’Nor, can be loosely called a space western, simply because the story happens on a ranch on another planet. After some doubts about whether she would continue playing with it after November, she told me that she probably will for the simple reason that she hates leaving stuff lying around, half alive…

However, when she started telling me about the story, I decided I had my doubts about whether this is an appropriate branching of her writing.

Well, first of all, it’s not really a space western. Sure, it happens on a ranch, but you’re talking sabotage and attempted murder rather than an oater, and there’s a sprinkling of romance thrown it (oh, pulease …). Not really her style, she says, and I agree. I think she should stick to my case files, at least that stuff really happened, hard as is it to believe. Bad enough she got wrapped up in those cloning stories. That first one, Synergy, maybe could happen; it’s a hundred years in the future. But that other one, the one coming out next year? Clone farms. Huh.

M. D. looks pretty determined to try to finish Noth’Nor, so I’ve decided to keep my trap shut for a while. It’s bad enough Christmas is coming. I don’t want to fight about writing genres on top of it. Too depressing. I’ll just shake her hand and say well done on that NaNo thing and jump her after the new year.

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NaNoWriMo

It’s that time of the year and my collaborator, M. D. Benoit, is doing National Novel Writing Month. To succeed, she must write a 50,000 word novel in one month. So what? I told her. Okay, she says. Think about writing a 200 page novel in one month. And think that less than 10% finish in that month. Ha.

Last year she finished, and went on to complete the novel. Of course, it was easy for her since she used one of my case files, the one where I get stuck with a child. At least I thought it was a child.

This year I told her “you’re on your own, kid” so she’s writing some kind of space western that involves land-grab, murder, and a genetically enhanced kid. Where did she get that, I ask you?

Anyway, just to show I’m a nice guy, I said I’d post her progress on my blog, and maybe an excerpt or two. I don’t have much time, since I’m hard at work solving a crime, but hey, anything to help a poor writer.

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