And so was born The Marathon. I can't go to San Fran to participate in the official one, but a friend (hi Sarah!) and I are writing our own marathon, roughly 700 kms apart, connected by technology and sheer will to write and write and write until we just can't write any more.
This is Hour One for me, rather later than I intended to begin, but begin I shall. As soon as I post this, I am picking up the pen and writing my story forward. I've left her (Caroline) in an awkward situation, and I've felt sorry for that for two days now. Must go and rescue her.
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HI! Happy writing. ;)
ReplyDeleteHappily writing!
ReplyDeleteYou too, Sarah. Neither sleet nor snow nor sleep shall stop you. Happy writing!
Okay, it's nag time!
ReplyDeleteHaven't seen those NaNoWriMo stats going up lately...
just thought I'd throw that out there...
I've been officially nagged.
ReplyDeleteDo you think I could expand this initiative into NaNoWriSe, for the novel writing season?
Definitely will not accomplish 50K by month's end, but I want to see the story through to the end.
Thank you for asking. Never has a nag felt so good.