I thought writing during a pandemic was hard.
Turns out, writing during a tight election where one of the candidates has spent the last several months shouting “Fraud!” at the top of his lungs whenever someone mentions mail-in voting (while casting his own votes via mail) is even harder.
So I did start working on a new novel this week, for NaNoWriMo. And I have worked on it each day.
But I’ve made very little progress. Only 1,424 words to date.
I’m trying not to stress about it. I have enough to worry about already, from work happening on the house to day-job deadlines looming next week to the pandemic getting worse in my city to trying to help my wife convince her mother that no, in fact, Biden will not come personally to her house to confiscate the guns she doesn’t have and disband the police department.
It’s a lot.
But I want to tell this story. I’ve been thinking over these characters for a few months now, and I want to see where they go. I want to show you their world.
I just have to build it first.
What about you? If you’re doing NaNoWriMo, how is it going?