Day after tomorrow, and the madness begins - and when I say madness, I mean HOLY SHIT CRAZY madness. I have no business doing a challenge like this, honestly. I get virtually no sleep as it is, have piles and mountains of homework, get to enjoy finals and mid-terms throughout November, am celebrating my not-eighteenth birthday on the ninth, have a real-live guy-who-I-hang-out-with-and-smile-at-and-am-terribly-confused-by for the first time in my life, and am an incredibly lazy and untalented writer.

I have no real plot, two-dimensional characters, and basically no clue what I'm going to be rambling about for fifty-thousand words.

Hmm...

Looking forward to it.

I have a bit of spare time here and there. The occasional day that I don't have a few hours of homework to get done. I seem to be squidging by in Government without doing the textbook readings, so that's good.

I have a basic, crappy plot, and at this point it looks like that's all I'm going to have to work with. On November 1st I will sit down and see where it can take me, and on November 2nd I'll do it again.

I have so much going on... schoolwork, and reading - not only the fun reading but the Important reading, reading books like Mere Christianity and A Living Faith and Quaker Spirituality - and on top of all of that, social things. Friends, yes, and a boy. (dorky grin) A rather cute boy. Who I wouldn't mind devoting so, so much time to daydreaming about. And the rest of my time hanging out with. (Because we do that, friends, we hang out sometimes, this cute boy and I.)

So, it will be a challenge to drag myself out of the daydreams and type. Most likely my NaNo will end up being a really long, extended daydream. Super.

Things are getting a bit hectic in my real life.

I don't know if I'm going to be able to do this.

I'll try but I just don't know.

It's so frustrating when I'm bored, and sitting around in my room, staring at my computer, wishing I could be noveling, and it's NOT NOVEMBER YET. I just have that itch in my fingers, I want to type type type type type, and I can't because of the stupid month.

And then I'm like, "Well, I could just work on my plot a little bit..." But I know I shouldn't, because God forbid I get all my plotting done by October 17th, and then when November 1st rolls around, I've completely stopped caring about the whole damn thing.

So, I've limited myself only to jotting down sudden snatches of inspiration until October 15th, when I'll really start fleshing out characters, locations, etc.

I did come up with a sort of coherant plot idea last night. Essentially the novel will be revolving around two plot lines: The first one follows a girl who, in the spirit of a runaway joining a circus, takes up with an obscure, touring band and their entourage of fanatical groupies. The second is about a guy who lives in a sleepy little town, and has to step up when some vague unknown evil (which is hopefully only unknown for now) threatens the local music scene. The idea being that the climax will occur when Obscure Band A plays a show in Small Town B, at what is presumably going to be the Last Show Ever.

What will the climax be, you ask?

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Streetlights and Stickers

It's emo

Don't care

PS I have edited this nine times since I posted it originally, changing the title each time