NaDruWriNi
So, over the past couple of years that I’ev been keeping this lil’ blog going, I’ve made several attempts to complete NaNoWriMo, often to disastrous results. So, this year, I wasn’t even bothering (you’ll notice, it’s already started and I had held off on posting about it till now). But then I heard about NaDruWriNi: National Drunken Writing Night. Now that , I might be able to handle.
The short and sweet of it: You start drinking, and shortly afterward, you start writing. There’s a few ground rules, though:
# You must tell us what you are drinking.
# No post-editing is allowed. You can spell-check as you go, backspace and delete, and edit along the way, but there is to be no editing after-the-fact. I want first drunken drafts, people.
# You should post what you write to your weblog. If you don’t have a blog then I’ll open the comments on the night of for any non-netizens who want to participate.
Sounds like a perfectly lovely alternative, no? Here, go click, and join me on Nov. 5. Maybe I can finally get that next chapter of Massively Multiplayer out. 
November 5th, 2005 at 9:36 am
So I don’t have a blog….. Is there a deadline for this today? I mean, is it officially over at the stroke of midnight or does it keep going to match different time zones? (I just don’t want to go to their site….call me lazy)
Trust me, if I didn’t have to go to work today, I’d probably pull an Edgar Alan Poe on you and hand in something pretty kinky.
Alas, I cannot get drunk until after 11pm, and by then, I doubt it would be worth it.
November 5th, 2005 at 9:41 am
Well, to quote from the official site:
and also…
So… so long as you start *before* midnight, you’re good. it doesn’t become ‘the next day’ until after you sleep.
November 6th, 2005 at 8:18 pm
I was wondering about NaNowriMo. And I even had a ocncept this year: my ex-husband dies, and some chick no one has ever heard of suddenly shows up claiming to be his widow and waving a piece of paper she claims is his last will and testament. . .leaving all his money to her. Then I become a private investigator and get to play out scenes where I say things like “It’s just not like him. He would have *told* me if he had gotten married.” And I have to research inheritance law in two states and a commonwealth, plus investigate the increasingly suspicious circumstnaces of his death. O focurse, no one believes me and i am vindicated after much travail, only t end in a scene in Arlington where I say my last good bye above his tombstone (Note to the EX: yeah, I know you wnat to be cremated, but that just wouldn’t film well if i ever sell the rights to a major Hollywood studio.)
On the pother hand…with that concept, maybe it is a much better hting for the world and humankind that I am not going to write it. I don’t drinlk, therefore I’m pretty sure the drunken night thing won’t work. Besides, I’m pretty sure it would wind up being porn.
November 7th, 2005 at 8:55 pm
Nice to know you fantasize about my death dear.
November 7th, 2005 at 11:54 pm
I used to fantasize about it more when we were still hitched. I would have gotten the money then. Right now, this was my idea of a ready-made plot. face it, we all now every single plot point to this story, all we need to do is fill in the blanks. And you get to be dead, so your character gets to be more sympathetic than you are in life.