Back again… sorry again about the no-blogging thing. Not my fault. Blame Facebook. And NaNoWriMo’s Young Writer’s Program.

NaNoWriMo is this thing I’ve just started where you write a novel in a month. It stands for National Novel Writer’s Month. Very cool. Only I’m not sure whether it’s American National or Australian National. Hoping Australian. Anyway. I’m writing my book about the OC and everything that happened to all us kids in the OC last year and the year before. Almost everything. I don’t remember all of it. So it’s a true story, which is interesting, but also kind of boring because for most of it you had to be there, and we were doing regular every day life sort of things most of the time anyway. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that it’s written down. It was that good an experience. I’ve already written up to my minimum word quota and we’re only 4 days into the month. Yay!!! It will end up being only a short story though because 2000 words was my minimum so yeah.

That’s what’s taking up my time!!!

For you guys, just because I’m lovely, here is the first two paragraphs:

I think that at least once in everybody’s life they have a really great time. You know, the sort of time you’ll never forget. For some people, that could be like meeting a new person who they know is for them, or seeing a fabulous movie, or hearing about something life-changing. It could happen at any time, any day, any second. I’m only just 13, right, and I hopefully have a lot of life left to live, but I reckon my really great time has already been and gone. In some ways, I think I’m the luckiest person in the world to have lived it, but sometimes I really think I missed the boat.

Before I start, what you need to know is that this whole thing will be, well, pretty boring. Some bits will be interesting. I just need a way to get everything that happened out there. Also, this will not be a fancy-metaphorical-wordy-type book. Any scene that happens that some English whiz interprets to be showing my feelings or somebody else’s feelings in different words other than “I felt happy” is crazy, because I’m not putting it in on purpose. They’re just words. For real. Feel free to skip a lot.

It’s OK, I guess. It’s not supposed to be faaaabulous, that’s not the point of NaNoWriMo’s YWP. The point, it says on their website, is quantity, not quality. So don’t have a cow, man.

Going to write another 500-ish words, now. Bye!!!