Why do I do this to myself? I load my life up with so much “stuff” and I wonder why I never have any time for myself…
So, CampNaNoWriMo starts tomorrow, and I haven’t the foggiest idea what I am going to write about. I have a ton of story ideas to rol with, but not a single one of them are jumping out at me, saying “WRITE ME!”. I have a few that do keep coming into my mind, but they both need so much plotting work, that I am not sure they will play well in a 30 day writing exercise. Maybe that is the whole point – to allow unplanned direction to unlock the mind to be free. So be it. I will probably roll with the Shelter story, as that is the one that continues to invade my mind, even though I cannot seem to get a good story arc to fit the idea. I hate just writing in circles.
I had totally planned on plotting and outlining last week, but as I expected, the vacation took up most of my time. I was disciplined enough to actually write daily though, so that was good. I basically wrote about the trip and only occasionally wrote about story stuff. I did have a new story idea that I jotted down – oh great!
Now, I need to get my cameras’ memory cards cleared off and organize the photos from the trip. I am notorious at taking a few hundred photos from a vacation, and not opening them back up for some expended period of time. And with NaNo starting up tomorrow, it looks like I will be again putting off sorting those photos. The vacation was awesome though, so it will be a pleasure stumbling onto them in 3 or 4 months, and recalling the great times with my family.
So, I am off to try and work out some sort of semblance of a plot for my story. I will leave you all with a shot from our drive up the coast in California from last week.
