Welcome Campers and lurkers! Day 8 of Camp NaNoWriMo and the day is full of activities.
As I’ve posted before, I’m editing and adding to my draft novel for Camp NaNoWriMo. Most of the story is set in Florida woods next to a blackwater river. It’s a setting I can see vividly in my mind – lush growth and dark water – and it’s a place I have great affection for. And it feels delightfully full of living and dead things, as all the best wild areas do.
So as I work on it during Camp NaNoWriMo, I am doubly tickled that the novel has all sorts of camp-related activities: walking in the woods, swimming, eating outside, the vague dread that the river, or perhaps your relative, wants to do you harm.
And campers. I am very lucky to be part of a cabin of smart, funny writers who post each day to share support and talk about writing. I found my cabin by responding to a Twitter post by an author (and publisher) I follow. Having folks to ask about formatting internal monologue and reminisce about 1980’s horror movies had made the experience even more fulfilling and productive and November’s NaNoWriMo was.
1980’s horror movies: also fond of happening in the woods. Near the river. *insert evil laugh here*