Novel officially starts today
Today, I officially started working on the outline of the novel I have pledged to write in November. Because of multiple distractions, I haven’t made much progress, beyond a “mind-mapping†exercise that gave me a headache and sent me fleeing to the corner store for beer.Now fortified with mild, fizzy alcohol, I am just now realizing the true extent of my folly in signing up for this ridiculous event. In fact, I had an argument with myself about it.
Left Brain: You are psychotic, and possibly an idiot. You cannot do this. Do not even try. Your ambition is commendable, but you are highly unstable, and unlikely to fulfill your goal. Therefore, I see no reason to subject us to this potential humiliation.
Right Brain: SCREW YOU! Idiot? Idiot savant, maybe! I’m brillant, and besides, I just WANT to do this. Why are you always trying to spoil my fun? Furthermore, I don’t care what anybody thinks. That’s YOUR job, tight-ass.
LB: You are not being sensible.
RB: That’s why YOU get to do all the planning and organizing. And I’ll get all the credit! Neener neener neener!
LB: You are also childish. If I were not a Vulcan, I would hate you.
This exchange continued for quite some time, contributing to my headache, but you get the idea. As usual, the creative side beat down my few remaining shreds of common sense (with an empty beer bottle, metaphorically speaking), and I am still determined to do this.
Coming next: the Snowflake Method.