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For some people in this world, November is National Novel Writing Month, or Nanowrimo. Personally I think this is a rather cool concept, although "Make Novels Not War" is a lousy slogan. The idea is that you buckle down, stop procrastinating, shut up and start writing. The target is 50.000 words before the month is done, and that qualifies as a novel - or at least an ambitious novella.
I'm not doing Nanowrimo. If I could write 50.000 words in one month, then my supervisor has very firm opinions that I should write those on my thesis. And this would in fact easily finish my thesis and assemble a chunky appendix as well. The actual due date was Thursday (the 16th) ... but I have now been granted a six month extension to my candidature, what with the illness and all that. Yay!
Nonetheless, I've been doing some writing. In my paid job I'm doing some particularly stressful work at the moment, and haven't felt up to facing the endless stability indices (don't even ask) I'm meant to be finishing off. So, to relax, for a bit of fun, I've written 4700 words on my current attempt at a novel. *deep breath* It's so much fun!
My current work project should be done in a few days, and hopefully the next one won't be like it. (Knock wood!) Then it's back to the thesis, and it's high time to do some massive work on the section on "Verbs". Currently it says "Verbs are stupid", and this should be changed into a detailed and lengthy analysis of the diachronic properties of verb stability in the Indo-European sub-groups. Whatever that means.
I'm not doing Nanowrimo. If I could write 50.000 words in one month, then my supervisor has very firm opinions that I should write those on my thesis. And this would in fact easily finish my thesis and assemble a chunky appendix as well. The actual due date was Thursday (the 16th) ... but I have now been granted a six month extension to my candidature, what with the illness and all that. Yay!
Nonetheless, I've been doing some writing. In my paid job I'm doing some particularly stressful work at the moment, and haven't felt up to facing the endless stability indices (don't even ask) I'm meant to be finishing off. So, to relax, for a bit of fun, I've written 4700 words on my current attempt at a novel. *deep breath* It's so much fun!
My current work project should be done in a few days, and hopefully the next one won't be like it. (Knock wood!) Then it's back to the thesis, and it's high time to do some massive work on the section on "Verbs". Currently it says "Verbs are stupid", and this should be changed into a detailed and lengthy analysis of the diachronic properties of verb stability in the Indo-European sub-groups. Whatever that means.
tired