I’ve never been a goal-oriented person. I’m more of a panster in life, just hacking a path through the jungle with a butter knife. It’s worked out okay so far–a nice job, a great husband, a few books published, a second-degree black belt. Of course there’s still this ten extra pounds ;o) Sometimes I wonder how I would have done if I’d charted a course purposefully, or perhaps I did subconsciously. We make choices and then redirect every day, don’t we?
Babbling again. This is just a test–NaNoWriMo. I’m going to give it a whirl. If anyone doesn’t know about National Novel Writing Month, well, it’s November. I don’t know if it’s helped anyone really produce great works, but I’m hoping it will help me finish a WIP due soon, for which, conveniently enough, I need about 40K more. The book is The Serpent House, the sequel to Mayan Nights, and my goal is to submit it to my editor at the end of November. I wonder if this will make any difference. Surely I’d have finished the book by then without NaNoWriMo? Then what does it do? I’ll let you know! Anyone else on board?