Romancing the Novel

So there's this thing called NANOWRIMO, which stands for National Novel Writing Month. It happens every November and, what crazy people do, is try to write a full-length novel in 30 days. No rereading. No proofing. No going back and changing stuff. Just straight-out plowing ahead, no matter how terrible it is.

I've tried it before, but have never succeeded in meeting the mark. This year, however, [Львица]and I are bringing back our game plan from last year. And this time I'm going to try and see it out.

In our desperation to make some dough, [Львица], [mind ninja] and I decided we would try out hand at Harlequin romance novel writing. It may not be very prestigious or totally estimable, but hey - it'd be published and we'd have some extra moolah. I gave up early on, mainly because my novel got too serious and too Jane Eyre wanna-be. [Львица] had difficulty getting into hers, but [mind ninja] did really well, at least until [novel killer] and [X] declared that her main character sounded exactly like herself and that one of the men was clearly a friend of ours [mind ninja] had had a bad encounter with. So thus things started falling apart after that.

This year, though, no rookie mistakes. So what if I've never been in a romantic relationship ([X] and [novel killer]'s biggest objection to our attempts)? If you've ever read a romance novel, clearly reality is NOT an important part of the plot. I am not going for greatness, I'm not even going for okay.

I'm going to try to write the worst romance novel EVER. Knowing me, I think I can do it. Tacky, cheesy, ridiculous - I'll pile it mile high. Of course, Harlequin probably won't accept it. But it'll be entertaining. That's for sure.

More about this to come. But for now, time to think of a ridiculous title. I'm thinking "Courted in a Kilt." Ah yes... the absurdity of this is just the beginning.