In my Facebook feed this morning was a list of “memories,” things that I posted on Facebook on November 1st all the way back to 2008. Apparently, since 2010 when I discovered this
sickness addiction wonderful program, I have been posting that I’m starting a new project every November first.
Dull FB status. Exciting and potentially life-changing real life. For once I am not working on a revision or sequel or prequel related to the Orana Chronicles or Clobberpaws/Proud Racer. I know that I said that Clobberpaws 2 would be this year’s Nano but I just can’t make it a daily project. Daisy has been gone for almost two years now, but it’s still too raw and the last book had her in it and – you know what? It doesn’t matter why, really. It is happening, and more will happen with it after the first of the year, and that’s what needs to be said about that.
Nope, this year’s Nano is another attempt at something that doesn’t exist in a fantasy world or have talking animals. Boy, that’s one heck of a description of my writing, huh? Nancy Dunne, you say? Oh, yes, she writes about dogs and cats that talk and elves. You know, no big deal.
Boy, I hope no one is really saying that about me as a writer. Anyway, moving on…
This year’s Nano is a crime novel first and foremost. I’ve tried that before and failed miserably. But try, try again, as they say. Because it’s me as a writer, there will be supernatural characters. Because it’s me as a person, it’s set in a theatre and there are both Deaf and hearing characters – though that part may fall through because I’m nervous about portraying genuine Deaf characters. The theatre part will hold, though. It’s going to be a play within a play, like one of my favorite One-Act Plays, The Real Inspector Hound. Watch this space. I’m sure that it will get weird before it’s over.