NaNoWriMo 2017 and Where to Find Me

Blank pages can be much scarier than deadly enemies.

 

If you didn’t know already, I’m doing NaNoWriMo this year – I wouldn’t miss it! If you want to hang out, support each other, or cry together, here’s where you can find me during November:

NaNoWriMo’s site. Add me as a writing buddy: https://nanowrimo.org/participants/christie-stratos

YouTube. This year on Twitter, NaNo vlogs won by popular vote, so I’m doing vlogs for the most part and livestreams here and there: http://youtube.com/christiestratos

Here’s my ever-growing 2017 NaNoWriMo video playlist.

GoIndieNow. In each episode of This Week in Indies I’ll be giving you NaNo advice: https://www.facebook.com/GoIndieNow/

Facebook. More fun memes to come, plus progress and info sharing: https://www.facebook.com/christiestratosauthor/

Of course you can check out my See What I’m Up To page for more ways to connect with me! 🙂 So far I’ve managed to write 4k+ words and not a single one was on the novella (GREED) I announced on NaNoWriMo’s site. ::sigh:: As long as writing is happening, I’m happy!

NaNoWriMo Novel and Temp Cover Reveal!

It’s October 3 and that means the NaNoWriMo site has been rebooted, and it’s waiting for you to announce your NaNo novel! So here I am announcing mine.

During November this year, I’m going to write a novella with the temporary title Greed, and here’s my temporary book cover, which I made myself and ended up really liking. I hope you like it too!

greed-temp-book-cover

I know, I know, my name needs to be bigger, but that will all come with refinement. There will also be a logo on the bottom right or left to indicate that this book is part of the Happy Endings Resort series. I’m aiming for 20-30k words, and the book already has a publication date of February 2017, so I really have to finish it during NaNoWriMo. The stakes are high!

Here’s a little excerpt from the book:

She drank from the ornamental fountain and her skin felt immediately better, rejuvenated. The fountain’s water wasn’t meant to drink, of course, but at this point it didn’t make a difference. Toxins, bacteria – it didn’t matter anymore.

The statue of Mary in the center of the fountain looked down at her.

Holy Mother, what must you think of me? Am I abhorrent? You could stop me if I am, couldn’t you? Isn’t it my children who are the abhorrent ones? Something allows me to do this, to be here again. I’ve forgotten the afterlife, so I don’t know if it’s your Son or His enemy who allows it. I am here either way.

She bent down and drank the fountain dry.

If you’re doing NaNoWriMo this year, add me as your writing buddy so we can support and encourage each other!