A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

"In skating over thin ice, our safety is our speed."

Sunday, October 10, 2010

10th October

Jeeeeze, is it getting towards that time already? I guess so. I've been so busy updating my shit on Gaia and the NaNo forums that I haven't bothered to come back here! I should. I've been keeping a writing journal instead, though, which has been a semi-substitute. It was encouraged by my new creative writing teacher (autumn semester, second year of UEA, whoo!) and so far it's going quite well. Although, a lot of my updates come through sounding whiny or overly negative. I just have a lot to complain about! Ha.

The new novel I'm planning is going well so far. Fantasy, underwater setting. Politics, crazy scientists, a little girl and a drunkard ex-detective from the surface world who is still holding out hope for finding his lost daughter. I'm hoping it'll have some kind of noir-detective ring to it, but I don't think it will go all that well considering the detective part of the novel isn't that strongly connected with the rest of it. Ah well. Planning is planning, and you never really know how it's going to go until you actually write the damn thing.

Anyway, I have to go and take Tom to the train station soon (his first weekend staying with me in my new Norwich house! Although 'new' probably isn't the right word to use...) We're just watching the end of Collateral first. Good film. :)

Updates soon! Hopefully...
I won't promise much, though. 
You know how it is.

Toodles! ~

posted by Kitty Taylor at 6:41 pm

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Blogger One who has been changed said...

Writing is nice way to think out loud. In thinking do not forget to consider that God loves you and His son Jesus the Christ died for our sins so we would not have to pay the price. Check out the book of John in the Bible to find out how to be changed from the inside out.

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Start the car

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But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

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Kitty's blog is entirely fictional, and not based on anything real or otherwise. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? it's hard cheese facts of life. This is a NaNoWriMo (and other various writing-related) journal, to see more about this visit www.nanowrimo.org