Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Sent home from camp

Camp NaNoWriMo has sent me home early, with a note to my mother explaining that my inability to partake in the spirit of the Na-No-Wri-Mo way has left them with no alternative but to suggest I spend the remainder of camp someplace else.

I sort of knew this going in.  And yet I slathered on sunscreen, doused myself in bug spray, and headed for the trail with just an umbrella and a sandwich -- not exactly survival rations, or for that matter, something one can sleep under.

Better luck in August?  We'll see.

But what I did see of interest today is that Original Recipe NaNoWriMo starts in only 97 days!  Oh my!  Less than three months . . . where did the year go?

Come November I'll be working two, possibly three jobs.  So I feel that the time is now -- or, erm, the time is August -- to attempt a novel marathon, if I plan to attempt one at all this year.  One of my goals is a finished novel draft by the end of the year -- and I'll take that draft whatever way I can get it.  Hopefully Camp won't send me home with measles on my second attempt.

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