November, National Novel Writing Month is almost upon us!
I however, will not be joining the fun and frenzy as such. My plan is a different sort of challenge. I’ve noticed that whenever I do NaNoWriMo I really burn myself out and spend the next several months not writing at all. So! My plan is to write at least 10,000 words in November, and then 10,000 in December, and so on for the whole next year and beyond. I’m warming up my engines already by writing at least 400 words a day through the end of October.
But to my NaNo-ing friends and colleages–I salute you!
On the drive back from a recent weekend adventure, my husband and I invented a new game.
We took turns challenging each other with random elements from fantasy or sci-fi. The object was to come up with a new and interesting way to use it in a story.
Some of the prompts we played with were Werewolves, Tree Spirits, People Living in Caves, and Music as Magic.
When one of us collected a few thoughts on how to use the element in a non-cliché way, we talked it out. Together, we developed it a little further, asking more questions, coming up with possible plots and sources of conflict. When we ran out of ideas for that prompt, we moved on.
We actually invented some pretty awesome stuff that I jotted down for possible use later.
Like, “Werewolves: They’re not human and never were. They’re a race of shapeshifters, wolf-like in appearance, whose power is tied to the sun and moon. So when the moon is near the sun and “new” they can shift into anything. As the moon gets fuller and farther from the sun, they have a harder time maintaining anything but their own shape.”
I don’t know if anyone has done werewolves that way before, but I’d read it.
I highly recommend this as a way to flex creative muscles and just play with stories.
After extolling the virtues of wimples last week, I was challenged by the author of A Quilter’s Journey (an awesome quilting blog you should go check out) to try wearing a wimple through airport security. Since I was flying out to Houston for the weekend, I thought I’d go ahead and do it.
Of course, I would’ve felt silly wearing a wimple with mundane clothes in public, so I wore full medieval garb. Here’s a picture of me just after passing through the security checkpoint (and putting my belt back on).
They were very respectful of my fashion choices and didn’t ask me to remove the wimple, although I did get a head-patting to check if I was hiding anything besides my hair under there.