Apologies to Marillion for the title. Once a gain Nanowrimo, or write a novel in a month, or Oh I am so far behind I will never catch up, is upon us again. I've described what it is before, but check out the linkif you're interested in learning more, or taking part. Last year ended in an epic fail. This year may have the same unhappy ending. True to form I have no clear idea for a story that will stretch out to the target of 50000 words. There are a few crumbs of ideas that are floating around the cold dregs of long forgotten black coffee in the stained, cracked mug that is my imagination. If you read this and wish to comment on which you think I should tackle I would be most grateful. Surprised, but grateful.
Ok, easy option. Sci-fi; an idea I've banded around my head when trying to beat insomnia. A sort of action, thriller, who dunnit thing. Starts off on earth, but it ends on up on a peculiar shaped agricultural planet. There in one main protagonist who ends up on a life path he doesn't want due to the intervention of his best childhood friend who has gone a little bit cuckoo. It might be a bit of a gore fest.
Next option: Inspired by the style of Sophies World, the main character is a middle aged man. He is faced with a situation which challenges his views on gender. Not quite as high brow as the journey exploring philosophy in Sophies World, but a chance to explore, and learn more about the complex issues surrounding gender identity.
I could re-write last years kidult failed attempt, or I could add endings to some of my 'wins', that hit the word count, but left the story hanging.
And finally, as my wife asks me to write every year, a dirty book. I'm not sure if this is a goer, and it might get me in to trouble with both the obscene publications squad, and the missus when she realises just how sordid my imagination could be.
There are also still a few days to have an epiphany. Fingers crossed!
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