15th October

Now playing: Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons

Weep for yourself, my man, you'll never be what is in your heart.
Weep little lion man, you're not as brave as you were at the start...

First off, that song is TOTALLY the song for my new novel. It's perfect! It fits my main character to a TEE. Seriously. I don't think I've ever felt like that about a song before. Omg.

Anyway. It's almost that time of year again. The time of year where I live purely hopped off coffee and sleep very little. Snacking instead of eating properly, meals that don't require washing up, dirty laundry and a "Who CARES?" attitude. Yep, that's right, it's almost NANOWRIMO! YEEHAW! Okay, this year I'm so totally psyched about the whole thing.

That's probably because last year was such a fail. I started two novels, didn't finished either of them, and in the process of pushing myself SO HARD to write an unnecessary amount of words I just totally sucked all of the fun out of the month. This year I've learnt my lesson. If I want to go out after having written my daily goal worth of words? I WILL GO OUT. If I want another coffee, or an early night - if I want my main character to become a hippy-transvestite in tights and a bandana? IT'S GOING TO HAPPEN.

In the process of trying to be better than ever before, I forgot that NaNoWriMo is about the fun of writing, and the hard work - but not to the point of almost killing your love for writing. I think my last fail has probably contributed to my lack of any success through the rest of this year. NaNo 2010 is going to be better. I'm going back to the beginning, enjoying every bit of it. Socialising with the uni writers, getting drunk and writing at half 5 in the morning when I have a 9am seminar? That's what I'm talking about.

Bohemia over working-class-deadbeat ANY DAY.

Okay, okay, I'm rambling. Whatever. Here's the plot synopsis for 2010. I'm hoping it should be fun to write, but if it gets too much I'll just throw in some drugs and have my characters trip through multicoloured rape, or some shit.  

THIS YEAR IS GOING TO BE SO MUCH BETTER THAN LAST YEAR. I'M PROMISING MYSELF THAT, RIGHT NOW. Bring it on guys, bring it ON.

A Broken Horizon, NaNoWriMo 2010.
In the 20th century, mass population increase led to the founding of 'New Glory', the impossible city under the sea. Politicians, labourers and the bourgeoisie flocked to the city with the hopes of finding a new life without the hindrance of the morally corrupt surface world.

60 years later, Glory is nothing but a legend. Widespread disease and famine has left Earth floundering, her resources running low. People are dying; civilisation is trying, unsuccessfully, to move on. One man, ex private detective Leo Crane, is so caught up in his own alcoholic sadness that one sunny May morning he fornlornly decides to walk into the North Sea, pockets weighed down with stones.

Rather than death, however, Leo finds instead the city of Glory in all her - Glory. What unfolds is a tale of discovery, passion and deception. After all, the scientists from the surface world will do anything to get hold of this thriving place and make it their own. And somebody needs to stop them.

Rate yourself and rake yourself, take all the courage you have left - wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head.