NaNoWriMo

So the treacherous haul begins. My first novel. It's frightening thinking about what might develop from this day. I dream that I will enjoy the experience oh so much that I want to write another one for December and then another for January. Then I will become famous for my monthly novels but they will only be truly appreciated en masse after my death when the records are found lost in the world wide web.

Basically, I watched the video clip for Heart Full of Wine by Angus & Julia Stone and wanted to write it. I want that life. So I shall write their novel. All I want is a log cabin and turmoil and running off into the woods surrounding the meadow until he realises how much he needs her and runs after her. Then I want lovely love with the scene at the washing line. Also I want early morning fog and late night star gazing. They'll have a river somewhere too. And a garden. And then (it depends on the period) he can be called away to some devastating event and she will be angry and that's about as far as I've reached. I'm really excited. I just want to start it lovely so the rest flows. That will be the hardest bit. Hopefully I'll summon some mental strength and write much better than I do on this blog. This is just word vomit. But word vomit that missed the sink. Please don't judge me on my writing on this blog. I write much better in class. Honest.

I think I might also slip in some ordinary love stories scenarios. eg cemetery girl, pakistani lady. I'M SO EXCITED!