I haven’t had a chance to blog lately because I attempted to do NaNoWriMo, otherwise known as National Novel Writing Month. So I didn’t quite make it. On Dec 1st, my novel stood at 25,000 words, half of the 50,000 designated as part of the challenge. It’s the first time I’ve really done any kind of fiction other than for a class or a 500 word short story. So while I can’t say I’m not dissappointed, I think it still was a good experience.
I’ll post the book in a week or two, as soon as I finish one or two more scenes that wrap up the book. The synopsis: A biotech employee and a journalist discover their mutual friend is dead, and work to unravel the sinister mysteries behind his death. They realize a wildly evil plot to unleash a bioterror weapon and must fight to save the lives of millions.
It’s called Interference.
In other news, I’ve been doing a lot of comtemplating and philosophizing. It’s turned really nilihistic and depressing. Among my insights:
We do not have free will
The universe is pre-determined
We’re all nothing but bags of chemical reactions.
As you might imagine, it’s hard to get motivated to do things when you think nothing matters. I’ve been giving it my best shot. The book actually helped a lot with that. The act of creativity seems to help keep me alive and going. Something about how books have touched me in a deep and meaningful way, and how I hope this book (or others I might write) may someday touch others in that way.
Thanks for all the people who commented on my blog with positive words and encouragement.