NaNoWriMo

It may come as a bit of surprise, as I don't seem to be updating my blog very often at all, but I have decided to join in the literary front line that is NaNoWriMo. Those of you unfamiliar with it should become familiar with it now and in doing that can follow the active link or I can tell you that you must accumulate 50,000 words from the the start of November to the end. If that alone hasn't deterred you then you may be a writer! If you think this sounds like you, sign up and be merry.

I myself have agonised over plot and character since somewhere in July and have decided that a collection of short stories in post apocalyptic Earth should do nicely. I've also decided that a dash of Zombie presence wouldn't hurt either, or at least, it wouldn't hurt me so much as it would hurt my protagonists which, as a writer, I am wont to do.

My profile is here, feel free to buddy me or any of the buddies I currently have, friends are wonderful things and it would do to have more of them, wouldn't you say?

This will be my book, with my supremely 90's cover that may change several times before I'm happy:

Most people don’t know this but the fabric of reality isn’t so much unlike fabric as people would have you believe. It’s not as breathable as cotton or as stunning as silk but a sort of polyester and it is this polyester that holds reality in a linear progression.

So when the world is ending, what happens to it? The standing theory is that it just sort of unravels, unweaves and stretches like a pair of stockings being tugged between a dog and a grabby toddler. It is a fine theory to be certain but not necessarily correct and this story will have nothing to do with that analogy, in fact, it is so spectacularly irrelevant I’m going to start a new paragraph.

Within this story you will find a selection of smaller stories set in a post-apocalyptic world and about people not too unlike yourself. To some degree, there will also be Zombies.




Weekly recommendation: 
Ponyo by Studio Ghibli