letITbegin

Yippie-ti-yay. NaNoWriMo has begun. Wicked.

I am exceptionally excited, although the lack of vehement punctuation on my part belies every word I write. It’s true, nonetheless. My excitement is as genuine as the fact that I can write a post like this without a dictionary. Magnificent.

I feel brilliant. My personal commitment is to write 100,000 words this November, and as of right now, an hour and a half into NaNoWriMo, at 1:30 AM, I am 1/100th of the way done. That’s right, my beautiful audience. I wrote a thousand words tonight. A grand. One thousandth of a million. Two times five-hundred. Astonishing.

I rock the earth. Literally. The earth trembles at my feet ’cause I have stayed up till midnight to write this crazy novel I call Possessed. I am the Possessed one. I hooked up an amp to my keyboard and turned the volume and the bass up all the way. Now the ground shakes whenever I strike a key. Now, imagine that every word is an average of 4.59 words long. That means that the ground shook 4,200.672 times as I wrote. And that was just the first night. 4,200.672 times one hundred equals 420,067.2. Wowee.

Don’t check the math. You will discover that I didn’t quite write a thousand words. I fudged. I wrote 987. Growl.

And I just told you that I lied. Crud.

Brilliant. Brilliant me.

That’s it. I’m brilliant. And tired.

Goodnight.

And I don’t use this many paragraphs while I’m writing my novel.

And I don’t split infinitives. Ever.

Nevereverever.

And I don’t want to stop typing, because my coffee finally kicked in now that I want to go to bed.

Wonderful.

-Trevor