A revival of interest in this "blog" is partly responsible for stirring me to write here again. The other part of it is that I've signed up to National Novel Writing Month, to write a 50,000 word novel next month, and this is a good place to discuss it as I go along. I won't try to write it here, that would entail writing from end to beginning, which I don't feel like doing (this time). But I expect I'll write about the writing.
My first thought was to write a play. I've always wanted to write a play, and the NaNoWriMo definition of a novel is so broad it includes any play that you have the audacity to call a novel providing only that it is fictional. But as the start of the month approaches it occurred to me that there was an actual novel I'd like to write.
I want it to be an extended patchwork of fables about a fictitious homeless person who will certainly sometimes resemble an exaggeration of me, but other times not. The key concepts so far, then: patchwork, fables, homeless.