On November 1, 2008 I plan on beginning my fifth novel. If you’re not wondering where the first four novels are (two are on CD and two are still on the laptop), you’re probably wondering why I’m not starting it until the first on November. Going on four years now, every November I’ve sat down and joined the ranks of those who write. November is National Novel Writing Month. Write 50,000 words in 30 days and you have a short novel.
Novel number five is going to be chick lit, but it’ll be the first novel I’ve worked seriously on since my divorce. It was a novel that was first outline weeks after my divorce. Already I feel a darker tone in the outline and am sure that it will come out in the paragraphs themselves.
Writing is free therapy for me. I write to get feelings out that aren’t suitable for public expression. I write to share opinions that hardly anyone knows I have. I write to express me.
On the wall behind my desk (in front of where I would sit if I used the desk) I have a print in a very dark, heavy frame that reads:
“write to make sense of life experiences.
write to learn as much as you can from all the challenges and the joys.
write because words and ideas are fascinating.
write because exploring concepts is pay.
write to synthesize explorations and make them practical.
write to become the best version of yourself.
in the process of seeking empowerment … empower others.
write to inspire, motivate, comfort, facilitate, discover, communicate.
in this scratching, this making marks … encourage others to make their own mark.”
This November, I encourage you; make your own mark. Write something you wouldn’t normally write. You don’t have to share it, but make your mark next month. Let’s plan on doing it together.