We’re fast approaching November, when, muse willing (or not), I shirk all responsibilty and think about not a lot else than writing 50,000 words.
It’s NaNoWriMo 2011!
The idea is to write a 50,000 word novel in a month. I know that 50,000 words actually constitutes a novella but, honestly, that’s splitting hairs. It’s all designed to get your inner Enid Blyton out – or Tom Sharpe, or J.K.Rowling, or whoever you have lurking in there.
I’ve been very remiss with my post an image a day idea – though I might, if I ever stump up the inclination, go back and insert entries for the missing days … or not.
Anyway, yesterday I discovered a neat website called Wordle. Wordle has been around for a while and though I’m not early to their bandwagon I have to admit I’ve fallen in lust with it! It’s so much fun and so time wasteful – how could I not? The image above is the Wordlefied lyrics to a song called ‘Spring of Teal’ Try it. Go on, you know you want to!
In other news … the powers that be are now heavily interfering in yet another oil rich Middle Eastern country. Not that I think Gadaffi, who admittedly has a very interesting personal image, should be in charge. It’s just that we’re all broke and need the money at home. Besides, if my tax pounds are going anywhere overseas I’d like to see them helping the really needy, and not spent on bombs for the benefit of multinationals who are overcharging me to gas up my rusty, though beautiful, Citroen Berlingo [snort].
Japan seems to have fallen off the radar, somewhat. Not that we’re completely unaware – how could we be with radioactive iodine now present in the air we’re breathing? However, gawping at truly appalling footage for a couple of weeks has almost completely inured us to their continuing misery.
Cynical and jaded I might well be, but I can’t think of what I should be doing to help. Frankly, if I don’t win the lottery PDQ I’ll be camped out in the local village hall, too.
The only recent bright spot was the first race of the Formula One season, last weekend, and even that didn’t live up to my expectations. That the seven times world champion, Michael Schumacher, is now looking well past it – at 42 – is really, really depressing. [sigh]