by juliacsmith
My mom finished writing a novel today.
She’s not alone; she’s one of thousands of winners of National Novel Writing Month. A winner is anyone who writes 50,000 words between November 1 and November 30.
Image courtesy NaNoWriMo
Fifty thousand words. In November. I don’t think I need to remind any of you that it’s been, um, an eventful month. And my mom is no less busy than any other Baby Boomer with an aging parent, no retirement in sight, a commitment to her community, oh, and a couple of twentysomething daughters who continue to use her home as a base.
In the middle of all that, she is a novelist and now the world has proof.
This wasn’t my mom’s first attempt at NaNoWriMo. A year or two ago she started a murder mystery about a stand-up comedian accused of killing a jerk who heckled her at open mic nights. To my knowledge, that one is still on the shelf. But you know what? After spending so much time with her heroine, my mom catapulted herself from the computer keyboard onto not one, not two, but THREE local stages for comedy open mic nights. (more…)
