But not anymore.
Well, maybe not anymore. There is a plan, and I'm going to put it into place, but all too often do my plans fizzle out in favor of sitting on the couch and watching my favorite moments from Joss Whedon shows (not even entire episodes, just moments) while binge eating some chocolate-y, chocolate-covered, chocolate baked goods.
This is especially true when the plans involve any form of healthy eating and/or exercise. I did well for a while there—doing yoga every day and cutting sugar out completely, even—but I fell off the wagon big time and never really went back.
Until now. But I'm not doing that whole cutting-sugar-out-completely thing. That's crazy talk. Past M.J. didn't know what she was doing. Past M.J. wasn't starting a Camp NaNoWriMo session in eight days.
One cannot hope to take on the challenge that is Camp NaNoWriMo without sugar.
It's possible that that previous statement isn't entirely accurate. I'm sure some writers out there somewhere can and do complete the challenge sans sugar. I'm just not going to be one of them.
So the next eight days are all about preparation and getting pumped—enthusiasm-wise, I mean. Not, like, Hans and Franz.
And if I should happen to work out what the hell it is that I'm going to write, then that's even better.
(I've never done NaNoWriMo with a plan before. Wonder what that would be like.)
Lately, I've just been writing whatever random snippets of whatever random scenes pop into my head. This usually means dialogue between two characters—and nothing but the dialogue. I build upon it a little at a time until I have a full-fledged scene. Most of them aren't particularly good, and most will never make it into the novel itself, but I'll throw them all against the wall (not literally, though) and see what sticks. (Why am I suddenly craving spaghetti?)
In the past, I have gotten some interesting scenes out of the exercise, and—should it work this time—perhaps one of those scenes will be the key that gets this story from where it is to that mythical, elusive, magical place known as...
It's not a very well thought-out plan, I know. It essentially boils down to this:
So that's me on this fine Monday. What's going on in your corner of the globe?
Also...I apologize for my rampant GIF addiction. I can't seem to help myself. I shall look into a 12-step GIF addiction program right away. Well, maybe in August.