The Wagon

It would seem to me, and probably to anyone else out there who still bothers to check this space for its ever-sparser updates, that I've fallen off of the proverbial blog wagon. I've had very little desire or inspiration to post lately, which is not to say that I've had any less content to post. I could have done a recap of my summer reading, set out some goals for the semester, a commentary on predictions for OU's forthcoming football campaign, an account of how pumped I am for Halo 3...the list goes on. I just haven't felt like writing. Yet the whole point of this was to overcome that writer's block, or perhaps more accurately, writer's boredom. There have been two posts with what could be considered original, worthy content in the past six weeks: hardly living up to the lofty goal I set for myself, so I must ultimately call this one a failed step.

That's the bad news. The good news is, that plan was only step one, really just a prologue to a larger goal. My over-elaborate running metaphor was all in reference to this: National Novel Writing Month. The idea is that during the month of November, you write so many words a day on a novel, using strict pacing to overcome the burden of time and boredom. So, not speaking anything of quality or readability, at the end of November, you will have written a novel. As this has always been a goal of mine, I figure, why not. If I have a crappy one in the course of a month, who's to say I couldn't put out a quality one in a year or so? So if anyone would like to join me in this effort, say, any aspiring writers...*AHEM*...I think this should be interesting, even though the final product probably won't be any sort of a work of art.