My writing has stalled.  The last few weeks, I’ve been busier with band than I’ve been since High School.  We put on a successful Pancake Breakfast with Santa this weekend, and the concert band had an outstanding concert at the church where we’ve been practicing.  We’ve had some great successes, and my time has been well spent.

But the event that made it all worth it took place last night, at the Camden Springs retirement home in Elk Grove.

Normally, RC Swing practices on Tuesday nights, but last night, we went to Camden Springs and performed.  We set up in a foyer, cramped together tighter than normal.  We kept the tiled area in front of us clear, in case the residents wanted to dance.  On the other side of the small dance floor sat several sofas in a semi circle.  A balcony stood above us, allowing more residents to look down and listen to us play.

As we set up our equipment, people came to watch, eager for our performance.  One man approached me.  He used a walker, and his hands were painfully twisted with arthritis.  He told me he played bass.  I knew that our bass player was going to be late, so I invited him to join us, without really giving it much thought.

His name was Ed, and he did great!  When Geno, our regular bass player arrived in the middle of the first set, Geno took a seat and enjoyed the show.  Ed wound up playing both sets with us, and had a blast doing it.

He wasn’t the only one that enjoyed the show.  People told us, with tears in their eyes, how the music we played took them back.  One man talked to me after the performance about his time playing coronet with the British Army.  Another woman told us how it was a perfect end to her 81st birthday.

This is why we play music.  To touch lives, and make people happy for a little while.

My hope is that someday, my writing will touch people’s lives the way my music did Tuesday evening.  Even if it’s just one person, like Ed on the bass.  It’s that kind of joy that makes all the difference in the world.

Holy cow!  I wrote something for someone else!

Here is a link: Leasspell – The WordWright Guild

Jennifer Carson invited me to write a guest blog post.  It was the first time I’ve ever been invited to do something like that, and I felt honored and privileged.  Seeing something I wrote in someone else’s space… this feels almost as good as getting published.

The title of the post is Pride of the Writer, which is a follow up to Fears of the Writer.

Jennifer is one of those people you need in your life when you’re a writer.  She is experienced and knowledgeable in the field, both in editing and writing.  She is genuinely kind without being saccharine.  She provides praise when its earned.  She’s also unafraid to tell you when you’ve gone astray, being firm without being cruel.  She is more interested in helping a writer tell their story, rather then inject her own.

I know these things about Jennifer, because she was one of the pros at the last writer’s workshop I attended.  She’s maintained contact, expressing interest in the progress of The Repossessed Ghost.

Please visit her blog.  She has a number of interesting and entertaining posts.  Also, she had some really nice things to say about me, and the only way you’ll get to see what she said is to visit.

Let’s all take a moment to appreciate birds flying in unison together.  Here are a couple of videos.

Here’s another one.

Isn’t that nice and relaxing?

Now let’s talk about how people are just like those birds, moving in flocks together via the tweets and twerps of social media.

Before we get ahead of ourselves, let us consider how birds and other animals manage to move together as they do.  I perused this lengthy article, which talked about several different theories that have cropped up over the years.  Here is another article that is a bit more succinct.

Since you’re probably not going to click either of those links, I’ll give you a quick summary.  The birds on the edge of the flock react to something, such as the appearance of food or a predator, which initiates an action.  The first bird’s neighbors mimic the action, and the rest of the flock, always anticipating changes, reacts quickly.  A wave of reaction rolls over the entire flock, giving the appearance of a dance in the sky, like a feathered chorus line.

It only takes one bird to initiate the action.  And usually, that bird is on the edge of the flock.  Keep these ideas in mind.

Now let’s look at people.  Specifically, let’s look at something I’m sure you’re as sick of hearing about as I am: Starbuck’s red cups.

Do you know anyone that actually cared about the cups at Starbucks before the supposed controversy began?  I’m sure a few people have opinions now that our news and social feeds are full of trivial news articles and memes.  But who cared before Ellen or Bristol Palin weighed in on the matter?

Why are we so distracted by something so trivial?

Because we anticipated something like this.  Before the red cups were in the news, people began posting memes about Christmas being celebrated too early.  We posted memes about the evils of Christmas decorations and music before Halloween.  And we posted memes about the war on Christmas, and the virtues of people saying Merry Christmas to each other.

The pump was primed for a manufactured controversy.  And so now we have it, in all of its pointless, cardboard glory.

The reality is that most people don’t look at the cup containing their decaf soy latte.  And when they do, the cardboard sleeve is probably blocking most of the cup, anyway.  And also, no one cares, except a few people on the edge of the flock.

I, for one, will drink my overpriced coffee with peace in my heart, happy to be blessed with good health and a loving family.

But for just a moment, I took a step back and looked at all of us, flailing about, following our neighbors in a complicated social media dance.  Like ten thousand starlings at sunset, we reacted and moved as a single flock.

Unlike watching the birds, I find very little beauty or peace in the way we are moving together.  I just find it tiring, and a little bit depressing.

I’ve been busy lately.  I have new responsibilities with the Rancho Cordova River City Concert Band.  I still have projects to complete at work, and due to unfortunate illness, I have one less person to help me complete those projects.  There’s fundraisers to shepherd.  There’s music to learn.  And throughout all of that, I should probably stay in touch with my family.

So, I willingly gave up on Blog-tober.  I had a good head of steam going there for a couple of days, where I was writing on subject matters that meant something to me.  And, to my surprise, people responded.  It felt strange, because people I didn’t think were reading my posts were approaching me about them.  It was satisfying, and humbling, and a bit frightening.

Something had to give, though.  I pulled the plug, took a step back, and tried to catch my breath.  I stated at the beginning of the month that if I couldn’t complete Blog-tober, I didn’t stand a chance of completing NaNoWriMo.  So is that it, then?  Do I give up?

Honestly, I don’t know.  I still have more editing to do.  Maybe I should focus on editing the second draft of The Repossessed Ghost, and not worry about starting a new novel this year.  I already have two other unfinished first drafts weighing on my conscience.  Do I really need a third?

But then again, I’ve been thinking about a science fiction story.  Something involving life on the moon in a big spinning drum.  A story with nearly sentient robots and virtual reality.  A story about an improbable crime, and a man caught in the middle.  He has to figure out what happened before someone else gets hurt.

I don’t know what the right thing to do is.  I have so much on my plate already.  What would I get from trying to write another story in November?  At best, I’d have another first draft that would need editing, and the right to buy another “I won at NaNoWriMo” t-shirt.  At worst, I’d have another start of a story, and all the feelings of failure that come with that.

I enjoy the Sacramento NaNoWriMo community.  I like going to the write-ins, and joining the word wars, and chatting with folks in IRC.  Will I have time for any of that, with everything else that’s going on?

October still has a few days left.  I can think on it a little bit longer.  While I think about it, I should consider the following:

• I won’t be able to write at all on Mondays and Tuesdays.  Those days are simply too full.
• I won’t have time to edit The Repossessed Ghost, so that will languish for a month.  I really want to have the next draft finished before the end of the year.
• The story idea I have in mind is a third person story, and I don’t write in third person very quickly.
• Assuming Thursdays and Fridays are also too full for writing, I would have 13 days (Wednesdays, Saturdays, and Sundays) to write 50,000 words.  That’s nearly 4,000 words every time I sit down to write in the month of November.

It sounds like a challenge.  But it also sounds like pointless self torture.  How masochistic am I?

The last couple of days have been exciting, but I need to take a break from the super serious topics for a couple of days.  I have a lot of work to do.  So instead, let’s talk about how people are kind of terrible.

In less than 2 weeks, Marty McFly and Doc Brown will arrive in their modified DeLorean in order to help Marty’s kids. I know this, because I watched the documentary from the 1989, Back to the Future II. It painted a clear picture of what the future would be like. So, we have a few days to put our cars in the air like we just don’t care, to preserve the accuracy of that fine film.

Seriously, though, we don’t have flying cars. We’re probably never going to have flying cars, and we should probably consider that a blessing.

There are a few reasons why flying cars are problematic, but I think I only need to focus on one: people can’t be trusted with them.

While looking into gun violence the last couple of days, I read a few interesting statistics on how we kill each other daily. According to this site, nearly 1.3 million people die each year in car accidents. 20 to 50 million are injured or disabled each year.

Those are vehicles on the ground. They’re not falling out of the sky, crushing whatever is caught underneath. They’re driving on roads, earthbound, typically under 100mph. Cruising velocity for long range flights is over 500mph.

After a long day, you probably go home and relax. It probably never crosses your mind that a vehicle might jump the curb and come crashing into your living room. That kind of accident happens from time to time, but it’s rare. What if the cars weren’t confined to the roads?

The next time you’re negotiating traffic, imagine the people around you suddenly responsible for piloting over residential areas. That guy that can’t be bothered to use his turn signal? Or that person that is too busy looking at their phone to pay attention to traffic? Or how about the impatient jerk that tailgates you, or the timid turtle that insists on driving 10mph below the speed limit? Imagine those folks in flying cars. Over your house.

I love people, but I don’t trust us. We are not enlightened enough.

All I’ve eluded to so far is incompetence.  I haven’t even mentioned malice.  How much intentional damage could a person do with a flying vehicle?  People wouldn’t bother taking guns to schools to kill children.  They’d just use their flying car.

I think we all want to be freed from the bonds of gravity and allowed to take to the sky.  The only way I can see it happening is if you take control out of people’s hands, and completely automate flight.  How well is that going so far with earthbound cars?  I know great strides have been made.  How do you feel about giving up driving, putting the responsibility in the hands of computers?  How would you feel about letting a computer fly you and your family, without allowing you any sort of control?

Damn, that was kind of depressing.  Maybe tomorrow I’ll talk about politics, or abortion. You know, to lighten things up a little.

We had some more shootings today.  Two of the six top stories in my Google news feed right now are about the recent shootings.  This comes right on top of my post yesterday, where I said that guns aren’t the real problem.  I used figures from the FBI and the CDC, and I built an argument based on facts and rationality, rather than emotions.

But now I’m looking at my news feed, and I’m looking at things people are posting in social media, and I have to wonder if I got it wrong after all.  I want to keep an open mind, and use rational thinking.  But I can feel the pull of the herd, and right now the herd wants to get rid of all the guns, because people are dying.

I’m not the only one that has doubt.  Here’s a link to someone that grew up with guns, that has decided that its his responsibility to destroy the gun he has.  It’s a man that has been responsible with his firearm, keeping it dismantled and locked up so that no one in his household would accidentally hurt themselves.  But he feels that’s not enough, and the only real solution is to destroy the gun completely, and encourage other people to do the same.

That is an emotional response.  Rationally, if he was keeping the weapon dismantled and locked up as he said, that gun wasn’t going to hurt anyone.  The detergent near his washer and dryer was probably a greater danger than the weapon.  The vehicle parked in his driveway has more chance of killing someone.  So destroying that gun isn’t a rational act, it’s an emotional reaction.

Where does this reaction come from?  From what we’re seeing in the news.  From what we’re seeing from our social network, which is picking up the story and amplifying it.  Driving the herd.

This makes me think of Jon Stewart, and what he did for so many years on The Daily Show.  He showed us flaws in the news system, where the story we were seeing wasn’t always grounded in reality or rationality.  It wasn’t just Fox, either, though Fox is the worst culprit.

Right now, we’re focused on tragedy, which is riling our emotions, and emboldening some to take action.  We would be monsters not to feel something.  People are dying.  Innocent kids are being shot, and we need to do something.

What I don’t want to see are more emotional reactions, especially if they are wide-sweeping.  Whatever we do, it needs to be appropriate and thoughtful, and not simply justifiable.

What I wrote yesterday might be wrong.  I haven’t seen anything yet that refutes the facts or reasoning.  I believe I used good sources for my data, and I did not overreach in my assertions.  But I’m willing to have my mind changed, via rational discourse.  Showing me dead college kids is not rational discourse.  All that will do is make me sad.

I have to wonder what other terrible things are going on that we’re not seeing, because we’re focused on gun violence.

I wonder what would happen if we reported every car crash fatality with the same vigor as we report every shooting.  We’d be exhausted very quickly.  A quick Google search tells me that there are 3,287 deaths from car crashes every day, and more than half of those deaths occur to people between the ages 15 to 44.  Another google search tells me that 274 people are shot every day, leading to 86 deaths each day from gun violence.

But let’s not get distracted.  Right now, we’re focused on these kids that have been shot at college.  That’s what everyone’s talking about.  That’s what’s driving the conversation.

So what do we do about it?  What do we do that is actually effective, and not simply reactionary?

Alright, folks.  Buckles your seat belts.  I’m about to talk about gun control.

This is a good follow-up to yesterdays post about mindless memes, and how easy it is to spread ignorance and misinformation through social media.  I mentioned that we don’t do sufficient fact checking, and I mentioned in passing that sometimes it’s because we don’t want our illusions destroyed.  Gun control is one of those subjects where people like to maintain their illusions, so we tend to close our minds as soon as the subject comes up.

I’m not going to reveal my opinion yet.  I will later.  First, I want some facts, so that my opinion can be informed by reality.

According to the FBI, violent crime declined steadily between 2009 and 2013.

Here is a link to the FBI site where I grabbed this graph.

There are some other statistics on the site that aren’t shown in the graph.  62.3% of the violent crimes in 2013 were assault.  Murder accounted for 1.2%.  Firearms were used in 69% of the murders, and 21.6% of the assaults.

 

Let’s look at another site.  The CDC has some quick stats on causes of death.  In 2013, about 192,945 people died from injury related deaths.  48,545 deaths were caused by poison.  33,804 deaths involved a motor vehicle.  And 33,636 deaths involved firearms.

The CDC has another page dedicated to stats on homicides.  In 2013, there were 16,121 total homicides, and 11,208 involved firearms.

 

That’s the data I’m going to use.  I’ve seen some images floating around about Australia.  There are comparisons made between the US and other countries.  I don’t have reliable source information for that, and I’m not even sure it’s applicable.  The culture is different in the US, so what may have worked in Australia might not work here.

 

What does the data we have from the FBI and the CDC tell us?  First, their numbers don’t quite match, so they’re probably using different sources, different definitions, or both.  The numbers not matching from the two sites is a tempting distraction.  Let’s not get wrapped up in that.

The second thing we notice is the difference in numbers between assault and murder.  Multiplying out the FBI numbers, there were 724,640 assaults in 2013.  In the same year, there were 13,958 murders.  156,522 of the assaults involved firearms.  9,631 of the murders involved firearms.

 

Now that we have some actual numbers, let’s start thinking about the problem with unrealistic fantasy.  Let’s assume that we pass effective gun control legislation, and the end result is that ALL of the firearm related assaults and murders are eliminated.  We’ll still be looking at 568,118 assaults, and 4,327 murders.  Looking at the CDC numbers, we’d have reduced the total number of injury deaths from 192,945 to 159,309.

Did we solve the problem?  Remember, we’re applying fantasy to real numbers.  This fantasy has removed ALL guns from the equation, even though the reality would be that there would still be guns in the US.  Both legal and illegal.

The reality is that if you manage to take away all of the guns, some of those assaults and murders would still happen, only with fists or knives.  We can’t know how many, and I’m not going to make up numbers on that.  But I think it’s a reasonable assumption that someone angry enough to inflict bodily harm on another will find a way, with or without a firearm.

 

I saw some posts floating around, proposing that guns should be regulated the same way that cars are.  Then I saw some other people refuting that, saying that right now, guns are more regulated than cars.  I don’t have any data to support either side.  But I do have an opinion.

Changing the way guns are regulated would not have saved that little girl that was killed by a boy, when they were arguing over a puppy.  The boy shouldn’t have had access to the shotgun.  And I wouldn’t blame the government, or the NRA, or anyone else, except the parents of that little boy.

Hell, if I was a cold sonofoabitch, I might even point a finger at the little girl’s parents, too.  I don’t have all of the details of what happened, but it seems like two kids were unattended long enough that they could argue, leading to the boy retrieving a shotgun and bringing it to bear on the girl.  If either child had been under more supervision, then the disaster could have been prevented.

But I’m not that cold.  I feel bad for the parents, of both kids.  One is dead, and the other’s life is ruined.

This event, and the shooting in Oregon, and the shootings before that, bring out emotions and emotional responses.  And with the immediacy of these events, right in our faces, in our news feeds and in our social feeds, we would be monsters not to respond.  If there is something that can be done to prevent this from happening in the future, we should do it.

The argument is whether or not removing guns from the equation will solve the problem.  In the instances that are clear and present in front of us… maybe.  Removing the guns may have helped.

But looking at the numbers, it isn’t the full answer.  I would argue that it isn’t even the answering the right question.  It answers, “How do we stop people from shooting each other?” What we should be asking is, “How do we stop people from hurting each other?”

I don’t know.  According to the five year trend from the FBI data, the number of violent crimes is decreasing.  What did we do to start that trend?  Is the trend continuing?

I’m not saying we should do nothing, and wait it out.  I’m saying that we should do the right thing, and I’m not convinced that guns are the main problem.

How do I feel about guns?  The same way I feel about abortions.  I encourage people not to get them, but if you need one, I think it should be legal.

It is way too easy to spread misinformation, and be a mindless parrot.

On social media, it takes no time to post a meme.  You can share an image with a pithy saying, and watch it spread like cancer, other people mindlessly sending it to their friends, and so on.  And it is cancer, because most people don’t verify the details.  In just the time it’s taken you to read this post, 18,000 memes with false information have been posted to Facebook, and over 22% of those will go viral.

I completely made up that statistic.  But that’s how easy it is to spread lies.  Especially when you make them sound believable.

We’re spreading misinformation because it isn’t convenient to validate every little thing we see.  And if we’re being honest with ourselves, sometimes we don’t want to verify the claims because that might risk the truths we blindly want to cling to.

I’m not singling out any particular subject.  Vaxers, anti-vaxers, left-wing, right-wing, pro choice, pro life, pro gun, anti-gun… all of us have been pulled into endless conflict, with no hope of resolution.

It’s difficult to keep an open mind in this kind of environment.  When a picture is worth a thousand words, and most of those words are spent loudly and offensively making a passive aggressive point, it is difficult to maintain objectivity.  I do my best, but I still get drawn in.

It gets worse.  It’s not just social media.  Fox News and MSNBC spend a great deal of time broadcasting political spin.  In my opinion, Fox News is the greater offender of those two, but I’m including MSNBC because unlike Fox News, I actually try to be fair and balanced.

Those are the easy targets.  CNN, NBC, and other news outlets spend a great deal of time rebroadcasting social media.  So the misinformation and toxic bitterness that is spread via Twitter and Facebook is making its way into the general news stream, like sewage dumped upstream in the river.

It’s so frustrating.  I have friends, acquaintances, and even family members that perpetuate the ignorance and misinformation.  One of my sisters unfriended me, and really doesn’t like me anymore.  I called her out on some truly racist and vile stuff she was posting.  Stuff that she’d picked up from Fox News.

How do you fight it?  Every time I see a meme posted to my feed of questionable merit, I feel like all of society has turned into lemmings, racing blindly towards a cliff.

Of course, there is no evidence that lemmings actually do that.  When Disney was shooting a documentary called White Wilderness, their production crew ran a pack of the little mammals off a cliff.  It made for good TV, and the myth about those rodents committing suicide has persisted ever since.

See what I did there?

 

If there is a call to action at the end of this message, it is this: be mindful of what information you spread.

Keep an open mind.  For example, President Obama probably isn’t the worst president we’ve ever had.  He may not be the best president we’ve ever had, either.  Look at his actual record, bearing in mind his humanity, before you post your pro or anti propaganda picture.  Be as critical and as objective as you can, before you take someone else’s word.

And finally: No one has ever changed their mind after looking at a clever meme.

 

Tomorrow, I’ll probably write about guns.  Won’t that be fun!

I spend a lot of time thinking about technology.  I’m a huge fan.  I love all the state-of-the-art electronic gadgets and tools designed to make life easier or more fun.  For example, I read about the new phones and laptops Microsoft announced today, and I started getting excited like a kid left alone in the toy isle.

Sometimes, after reading about a significant advancement, I think about jobs.  If a computer can do the work that five people used to do, what does that mean for those five people?  It probably doesn’t mean they get a vacation.

On a long enough time line, if we continue to create technology that is able to simplify human labor, or even replace human labor, what do the humans do?

Let’s consider a farmer.  I know almost nothing about farming, but I feel like I can imagine it sufficiently to use it as an example.  Let’s say the farmer works 12 hours every day, working his land, harvesting crops, preparing his products for sale at the market, etc.  Then he acquires a robot that’s able to work the land for him.  He still has to harvest and do other farming tasks, but now he only has to work 6 hours every day.

The next year, the robot is upgraded so that it not only can work the land, it can also harvest the crops, and prepare the crops for sale.  Now all the farmer has to do is take his product to market.  He’s again reduced the amount of labor required of him.

The year after that, he installs a system that ships his product for him, after the products have been purchased online.  Another robot comes along and picks up the bundles for shipping.  Now what does the farmer do?  Is he even still a farmer?  Or is he just a land owner?

On a long enough time line, the farmer’s needs have been met by technology.  He can go fishing now, if he wants.  Or maybe start a novel.  Or work on his music.

“But the robots will require maintenance!” you say. “The labor and responsibility hasn’t been eliminated, just shifted!”

Then the farmer acquires a pair of redundant repair robots, designed to fix other robots.  We’re talking science fiction, at this point, but it’s a science fiction that seems achievable in the near future.  With recent advances we’ve seen in robots as well as 3D printing, it is very easy for me to imagine reaching this level of technology within my life time.

Actually, this type of automation has been happening for a long time.  Computers have grown more powerful, and smaller, and cheaper.  In addition, they’ve grown easier to use and configure.  The internet has made the world a smaller place, which makes it easier to traverse and connect with people we otherwise wouldn’t have any contact with.  The work force has already changed significantly within my life time.

Far enough into the future, what jobs will we eliminate with our technology, and what will become of the people that do those jobs?

Honestly, I think this has been happening for a long time.  I think that the gap between the super rich and the super poor can only continue to grow, because the rich are equivalent to the land owners in my farmer example.  They are the ones that can reap the most benefit from technology, while the poor have more and more of their useful assets reduced.  How much will human labor be worth when super strong robots can do their job for free?

I know I’m not the first person to think along these lines.  I wonder if there’s anything that can be done about it.

In a sufficiently advanced society, basic human needs should be free.  That is: food, water, clothing, and shelter.  I read somewhere that there are 3 times more empty houses in the US than there are homeless.  It seems like homelessness should be a solvable problem.

Of course, now I’m starting to sound like a dirty socialist.  But maybe that’s not so bad?  If more Americans thought along these lines, we’d be giving up some profit margins, but we’d be taking care of people.

With enough time and technology, we could eliminate poverty, and give people time to pursue truly human endeavors.  Art.  Science.  Creativity.  We could be living in a Star Trek society.

That is, if we’re not lazy.  I don’t know.  If you didn’t have to work to make a living, and all your basic needs were provided for, what would you do?  Would you do something creative, or would you veg out on the couch?

Of all the things I should be worried about right now, my addled brain is focused on something that’s nearly a month away.  The National Novel Writing Month.

I shouldn’t worry about it.  In fact, I shouldn’t even participate this year.  It’s just one more plate to try to spin with all the others.  I don’t think I can do it.

But then, that’s kind of the point.  Lots of people don’t think they can write 50,000 words in a month.  You just have to put your butt in the chair, hands on the keyboard, and do your best.  And maybe you’ll surprise yourself.

This year would be my fourth attempt.  I’ve only succeeded once, and that was when I started The Repossessed Ghost.

The first year, I sort of cheated.  You’re supposed to start a brand new novel, but I chose to work on A Clean Slate, which already had about 1,100 words.  I chose poorly, regardless.  A Clean Slate is about a group of adventurers that are reanimated from stone, and have no memory of how they were petrified in the first place.  They’re sent on a journey to save the kingdom, and along the way, discover that they might not be the good guys.  It’s a bit of Bourne Identity plus The Dirty Dozen in a low fantasy setting.  It’s a complicated story, and I was a fool to think I could rush it out in 30 days.  I only managed about 12,000 words or so.

The next year, I succeeded with The Repossessed Ghost, though I didn’t know that was the title at the time.  Heck, the title still might change.  Nothing is set in stone with that story.  Inspired by The Dresden Files, and with a main character I already knew from playing him in a roleplaying game, I managed to get 50,000 words written with a few hours to spare.  In fact, I wrote around 25,000 words in just the last three days.  It was insane.  And I’m still working on that story, polishing and revising.  I think it might actually be publishable.

Last year, I tried a different story.  It’s one I’d thought about writing for about 15 years.  Again, I focused on a main character that I’d played in a game.  The game was a MUSH, so really, I’d written thousands and thousands of words using this character.  I thought that would give me an advantage.  But it wasn’t enough.

The problem last year was the world building.  Oh heavens.  I built the culture, the religion, the naming patterns that they use, from birth to adulthood.  I mapped out the main character’s family tree.  I came up with details for their social hierarchy.  And somewhere in the midst of all that world building, I lost track of the story.  I’m not sure how many words I managed to write last year.  Under 20,000 I think.  A pitiful showing.

I don’t know what I’m going to write this year.  I have a couple of novel ideas, but I’m not sure they’re things I want to attempt under the pressure of NaNoWriMo.  And with everything else going on in my life, it’s hard to stop and focus on something new.

Editing The Repossessed Ghost is comparatively easy.

I should come up with something simple.  Maybe sketch out a basic plot outline.  Then discover the characters on November 1st when I try to write them.  Maybe I should try science fiction instead of fantasy?  Maybe I should try to write a story in Arthur Kane’s world?  Arthur Kane is the main character of the first novel I completed, which will never see the light of day for how terrible it is.  But maybe I could write in that setting.  I wouldn’t have to do a bunch of world building, then, so I’d avoid that trap.

I don’t know.  And I don’t know how I’m going to find the time.

We’ll just have to see.  If I can keep up with Blogtober, maybe I’ll be able to keep up with NaNoWriMo.