Nanowrimo is almost here. And once again I am going to attempt this rather difficult feat.
Last year I failed to meet the 50,000 word target. Also Thor, my laptop, died right near the end of it. I lost none of my work though as I have backups of everything.
I still haven’t finished that novel. I have several unfinished novels. I know that that isn’t good. I still enjoy the process of writing. Beginnings are always fun. In those moments you create a new world. After the first few chapters it is easy to become a little lost. It is like when playing with toy soldiers as a child: I’m not sure I ever did but it works for a metaphor. 
When playing such games we imagine the great battle, the establishment of a beachhead, and the destruction of enemy forces.
We rarely play the aftermath. There are computer games for the Battle of Britain. They don’t make computer games where you have to work out the minutiae of the Paris peace treaties.
A novel is still a tall order but one I feel I will achieve some day. The words ‘some day’ are a curse but there they are.
This year I am going to attempt something a little different. I won’t be working in my usual genera but in romance.
It will be about a lonely man who lives on a narrowboat and finds love. It is a story that has been brewing in my mind for a while.
I have no solid idea of exactly what is going to happen in the story but I am excited to see where it goes.
If you are attempting Nanowrimo this year I wish you the best of luck. See you on the other side.
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I just wanted to say that I have checked this post. I really have. Unfortunately my particular combination of dyslexia and dyspraxia makes it really hard for me to spot typos. Please enjoy and I’ll try not to make too many errors.
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The pictures here are from: https://www.pexels.com/
The narrowboat picture is from: 
Norman Rogers
en:Narrowboats moored up near en:Tardebigge, England.
Unstable Orbit 