I'm pondering the issue of whether to do the National Novel Writing Month (nanowrimo) competition next month. I completed a novel during nanowrimo in 2002, but have chosen not to participate in the intervening years. I want to do more creative writing than I do, but I am much more at home writing poetry than fiction. I'm interested in writing for submission more than I do.
In 2002, the thing I enjoyed most was meeting the other kids who participated in the madness. Many of them took it all so seriously. I try not to take writing too seriously. I did enjoy writing the novel--in 10 days--and also the thrill when I uploaded it and got the little badge that declared me a "winner". I keep meaning to get the novel I wrote then printed up and distributed to anyone who wants one--but it's about as ponderous as my weblog, and thus I have not given it the priority it deserves.
Tomorrow we drive back to Texas, whereupon I will download a new Henri Pettersen CD from the internet, thanks to Mr. Pettersen's comment alerting me he has a new one coming out. I like the interconnectedness of internet and electronic music, in which one can interact one on one with the artists to whom one listens, without anyone worrying about being a "fan" or a "devotee".