Some of you may know of NaNoWriMo -- also known as National Novel Writing Month. The idea is to give that novel you've always thought about a kick in the pants and a kick out of your mind. So I put a fair amount of time and energy into working on this year's Nano. Considerably more than I've put into it over the past three years. I ended up writing about three thousand more words than I had since my first year trying. I had character names, plot lines, settings, I was cruising. But at the same time my blogging here for the HuffPost fell to a back burner.
And that's OK. The important thing is that I've been writing. But on the other hand, writing fiction, particularly long form fiction -- for me -- is another way of projecting; another way of avoiding. If I'm writing fiction -- a story that's not a real story, but is instead the fruits of my mind -- ...
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