Words of explanation: I sell steel pipe for a living; hence, “pipedaddy” in the URL.
The “novel-to-be” mentioned earlier is for the National Novel Writing Month project, henceforth to be referred to as NaNoWriMo. The goal of the event is to encourage as many otherwise sane people as possible to forsake their normal, humdrum lives for the month of November and spend thirty days cranking out 50,000 words of what will hopefully be a cohesive narrative. I thought, “Why not?” (Sleep deprivation and the temptation to write instead of work come to mind, but other than that, it seems like a good idea.)
The people who came up with this idea seem to have the right approach to the creative process: Jump into the deep end and do it now! Entries are judged on quantity, not quality. Sort of an “Old Country Buffet” approach to writing, I think; I notice the people who eat there–self included–usually get their money’s worth, and it’s not because OCB serves the best baked ham in town.
Anyway, I figure if I’m ever going to dip toe in the waters of writing for pay, I might as well jump in with a bunch of other lunatics for moral support. Otherwise I’ll keep coming up with reasons why not and I’ll still be selling pipe when I’m fifty.