So, this is the first NaNo in a while that I have absolutely, positively, undoubtedly NO IDEA of what I’m doing. Nada. Zilch. As in I was one of the silent ones at the morning kick-off gathering this past Saturday. (Forget the midnight start, I was lucky to be awake midnight according to NYC!)
So how does this year’s project (Anything Goes South) begin?
The key to not losing your sanity is the key factor from the proctors of never scratching too deep under the surface unless you want the soft, microscopic drops of musical magic to drown you in your sleep.
Jackson read the words, before the red droplets buried them, then said to heck with it.
Are you NaNo-ing this year? If so, are you a traditionalist/rebel? Pantser/planner?