Just so you know, I exist, and I am also preparing for NaNoWriMo.

Please ignore the fact that the vast majority of my recent posts have sentences instead of titles.  Titles are supposed to summarize the posts, anyway.

We're a week away from NaNoWriMo now, and as usual I haven't planned an iota of my novel.  Not even in my head.  Haven't thought about it, at all.  Preparing so far has consisted of reading the previous books in my series (I'm working on Book #4 of The Prophecies this year) and procrastinating on writing the last two chapters of tVoG (which is Book #3 and didn't get finished last year).

Also, because one of my great vices is forgetfulness, I neglected to inform you guys of a huge development in my writing career as of a couple weeks ago.

The picture will pretty much tell the tale, minus the convulsions.

In case you were wondering, the name of this particular document was Tornado C.  And as of October 12th, I passed 90,000 words and wrote THE END on this epic that has taken me the last twenty-one months to brainstorm and write.

All I'm saying is that revision's going to be a trip.  I don't even want to think about it right now.

In the meantime, I'm basking in the glory of actually finishing something and trying not to think about the novel I have to be ready to write in a week.  (And, y'know, actually finishing the book that came before it.)

How's it going for you lot?

I'm actually pretty good at foreshadowing.

(And apparently not so good at titles.)

Unfortunately, in this particular instance, being pretty good at foreshadowing is not a good thing.  I mean, it's a "good" thing, but not a good "thing".

The principle for foreshadowing is this: foreshadow something, and if it is bad, make it awful; if it is good, make it incredible.  The actual event that is being foreshadowed must be even more monumental than we thought.

I did a really good foreshadowing the ending of my novel (Tornado C).  In this case, however, I'm struggling actually writing something so epic as to measure up to the expectations that I built up in my readers for the last eighty thousand words.

I love the foreshadowing.

But not so much the actual fulfillment.  Or at least writing the actual fulfillment.

But as they say, all good writing is rewriting.  I'd better write it and set to making it epic afterward.

POST SCRIPTUM: (In case you haven't noticed, this means that I am again working on Tornado C and crawling by inches towards the ending.  All going well, I should have the novel finished by the twentieth.  All not going well, I'll be finishing this novel and another one the night of the thirty-first.  Oops.  Whose idea was it to do NaNoWriMo again this year?  Oh, yeah.  Mine.)

POST SCRIPTUM THE SECOND: (In case you didn't look at the time at which this post was posted, it's well after midnight.  I'll use that as my excuse, although to be honest, I think I really am this mentally twisted.)

POST SCRIPTUM THE THIRD: (Have an epic Owl City song.  You're welcome.)