Continuing the discussion from NaNoWriMo Talk 2020: NaNoWriMo 2020 is dead, long live the WriMo!
On the instructions of my brain care specialist, from tomorrow I will set aside three hours on each of five days per week to sit at my desk and write. My loving family are on instructions (from my brain care specialist) to keep their skepticism to themselves and treat that time with the same respect that they would if I had commuted to an office and was working. But to quell my own skepticism I have to treat that writing time with the same commitment. What to write?
I have already started on Forty Exotic Worlds, a weakly-structured piece of non-narrative fiction that will constitute a slab of background material for my SF RPG setting, Flat Black. That’s very near the point where I can start churning out draft.
An idea for a novella or long short story has sprung upon me, and is yammering to be started right away. It’s the story of a clandestine operative making their way across the planet Sehausie to carry out a clandestine operation, and dealing with the difficulty that on Sehausie men and women are permitted access to very different spaces. It is also yammering to be written in first person, and from the viewpoint of a protagonist who is distinctly not a straight man. I understand that that is not something that I am likely to succeed at. But on the other hand a person’s reach ought to exceed their grasp.