NaNo is coming.
When I was younger, it used to be Christmas we counted down to. Now, with a seasonal change towards Spring here down under, I hear the pounding feet (or is it heartbeat?) signalling the coming NaNo. No, pounding feet. Rhino feet.
Every year I contemplate whether it will value add to do NaNoWriMo or not. This year I’ve not joined in with CampNaNo, so am once again looking to November. I’ve been in a long-winded RE-planning phase for my project. The initial first draft was completed last NaNo I believe, but it’s taken this long to realise it needs a complete rewrite. What was one book has become a series, and highly complicated behind the scenes. I’ve been spending time on replanning and organising plot routes, character arcs, and a transmedia approach to story-telling.
Happily, importantly- I’m still passionate about this project. And to my own credit, JK Rowling took five years to plan her book series. At least mine has only taken the one. And some of the current draft will be of use, I know.
So, in November I will be working on that first book – again. I’m thinking my own personal November may be called the year of NaNoRhino* – thick skin required, big feet, and occasionally a large horn to lever the story from the unpredictable terrain belly of rhino country.
* I actually thought I’d made up the Rhino Nano term. Silly me, many writers before me have had their own rhinoceros year.