Types Like butterfly, Stings like Norman Mailer

Hello: 12:00:01 The Walkers was begun at 1:34 am. 1713 words of pure magic were on the page. We had a fire, a Break up between The protagonist and his G.F. she may be out but doubt it . Then we had an escape from the fire by car and by foot. Then there was an explosion which trapped the protagonist, forcing him off a narrow rocky trail into a controlled slide down the side of the mountain. But he winds up landing in a small stream seeping out of a cave that has never been there before.

So this is the start of the novel  a lot more happens  in chapter one but I want to keep that secret. I have a  good second chapter which segways between the crumbling world and the free green people, the Walkers, ready to go for today I think it will be about the same length maybe a little longer.

The NanoWriMo people sent out a wonderful letter of encouragement written by Tom Robbins who has long been a favorite writer of mine.

Take care more news tomorrow.

May The Muse Be With You. NaNoWriMo

I am now in that jittery stage, the adrenalin is pumping and the story is ready to roll. At 12:00 noon I’m going to sleep for at least 8 maybe 10 hours. I’m turning off my spell check, grammar check, telephone, cutting the wires to the door bell, and I’ve got thirty days worth of balanced meal replacement bars, balanced meal replacement shakes, Coffee, I’ve installed light bulbs that mimic natural sun light, I have a looped tape that plays the sounds of a typical street corner in Brooklyn to block at all distractions.

Here’s an ancient Irish Writing Saying to speed you on your way.

May your computer never crash, may the keys on your board never stick, and may your novel be submitted an hour before November ends.

Write On!