Every year since 1999, in the month of November, many budding authors have tried their luck at NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month.

The aim is to write a 50,000 word novel, or 50,000 words of a novel, in the 30 days of November. Aye right.

Or is that aye write?

Sorry, that was pathetic, but I couldn’t resist it… But seriously, a 50,000 word novel in a month? Who’s daft enough to try that?

A surprising number of people actually. And that includes yours truly.

Last year I managed the hugely impressive amount of 63, yes that’s 63, words before the wall descended and blocked any and all access to both my imagination and the english language.

This time, however, things are going better. Now I’m up to approx. 7200 words and I’m only on day 8. I know technically I’m behind my daily minimum of 1667 words but I’m feeling a hell of a lot better about it this time around.

Even if I get past 13,000 words then I’ve beat my personal best and that was a feeble attempt at stringing all the fragments and beginnings of stories I’ve done over the years into one big story.

This, at least, has as air of cohesiveness about it.

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