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Welcome to NaNoWriMo 2018!



I won't be doing NaNoWriMo this year. I've done it every year since 2010. I love it. The mad rush, the reckless abandon of throwing rhyme and reason to the wind and just telling the damn story. But this year, buried beneath a stack of stories and 2019's ambitious publishing schedule, I can't make the time.

But I've done NaNoWriMo enough to know what it's about. NaNoWriMo will help you discover if this life is for you. It will help you develop processes that will see you through to completion. It will, more than likely, launch your publishing career if you have the stomach for it. 

I've done Nanowrimo broke, homeless, flush, with a full-time time job, and with kids. I confess; I've even sacrificed day jobs in November for the pursuit of NaNoWriMo (protip: don't do that. It's a good way to end up broke). My point is twofold; NaNoWriMo is great for figuring out if this life is for you, and no matter your circumstances if you are really want to do it, you can. 

So this November, rather than participating in NaNoWriMo myself, I'd like to help you get through it. I'm gonna publish new posts on the process every week, but if you need something more personal, if you need advice or a kick in the ass, hit me up and I'll do whatever I can for you.

Because this is a great time of year to be a writer, and I'd like to see as many of you succeed as I can. Thanks for reading, and hope to hear from you. 


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