So, yes, I will be taking part in the 2010 NaNoWriMo contest.
Fifty thousand words in a month.
I'll tell you the truth, I've attempted it twice before and the highest word count I've reached is in the thirteen thousand mark. A huge disappointment, I know. My attention span can be minimal, so to compete this year and beat my score, I'll have to keep things fresh with new ideas. The plot can't be samey, the characters have to develop instead of being carried on cheap gimmicks; I've got to keep myself going, y'know.
So, while I prepare myself for November, here's a poem:
Orange beaks in the black of night river
They pick at the bottom step
For breadcrumbs forgotten by servants
In working vests of sunset plain
Underneath the black of night river
Where the swans do feed
Aquatic flora fall under the march
of Latin seaweed
The ducks cackle and wallow in
The last swans before them mournful
Crumpled like paper
Their wings fold back circular against
A final strain.
Yes, not much going for it. It needs a ton of editing, which will happen. I like it.