Lots of Writing
Besides the 31 Days of Thankfulness, because that isn't enough writing, I've signed up to do the National Novel Writing Month. I have friends who have done it in the past. The challenge is to write 50,000 words in the month of November.
So I've been thinking about what to write about. I've always wanted to write a book. From the time I could write I would write up stories (I still have a copy in my keepsake box of a story called Twisted Sisters - a mystery that I wrote in Grade 4) and always dreamed of writing a book.
The last few days I was doing some brainstorming and then when Tristan came downstairs the other night - very excited - to tell me that he finished reading the chapter in his book the light bulb came on. I know what I'm going to write about.
At lunch time yesterday I talked with the kids about how I was going to try to write about book about a bunch of kids that live on a farm. Well their ideas just came pouring out.
"Auntie Jen, we need piggy piggies, and horses, a few beef cows - so we don't have to milk them, some chickens... 17 so we can have eggs. And crops... don't forget crops. And a soccer field and trees to climb. What about some apple trees - that would be yummy. Tractors too - we'll need lots of tractors. And a dog name Rosco." The rush of ideas came in with lots and lots of giggles.
So I put some ideas together. Twelve chapters, one chapter per month. It will be about the kids - so their birthdays and other celebrations will be in there as well. I hope it will be something that they can read and love to read.
I have the first paragraph sort of 'roughed' out...
There was a gentle breeze blowing across the farm that morning. Rachel was standing out the porch enjoying a few minutes of quiet - well as quiet as a farm can be with chickens clucking, dogs barking and horses neighing - but quiet enough to look around and shake her head as she chuckled. 'We really must be crazy" she muttered to herself thinking of all those boxes waiting to be unpacked. The sound of the baby crying broke her quiet and she turned to head inside adjusting the "Welcome to the Nut House" sign that Auntie Jen had bought to hand on the door. "We really must be crazy".
I'm most excited to work with the kids on this and get lots of their ideas to write a story that they will want to read.
So I've been thinking about what to write about. I've always wanted to write a book. From the time I could write I would write up stories (I still have a copy in my keepsake box of a story called Twisted Sisters - a mystery that I wrote in Grade 4) and always dreamed of writing a book.
The last few days I was doing some brainstorming and then when Tristan came downstairs the other night - very excited - to tell me that he finished reading the chapter in his book the light bulb came on. I know what I'm going to write about.
At lunch time yesterday I talked with the kids about how I was going to try to write about book about a bunch of kids that live on a farm. Well their ideas just came pouring out.
"Auntie Jen, we need piggy piggies, and horses, a few beef cows - so we don't have to milk them, some chickens... 17 so we can have eggs. And crops... don't forget crops. And a soccer field and trees to climb. What about some apple trees - that would be yummy. Tractors too - we'll need lots of tractors. And a dog name Rosco." The rush of ideas came in with lots and lots of giggles.
So I put some ideas together. Twelve chapters, one chapter per month. It will be about the kids - so their birthdays and other celebrations will be in there as well. I hope it will be something that they can read and love to read.
I have the first paragraph sort of 'roughed' out...
There was a gentle breeze blowing across the farm that morning. Rachel was standing out the porch enjoying a few minutes of quiet - well as quiet as a farm can be with chickens clucking, dogs barking and horses neighing - but quiet enough to look around and shake her head as she chuckled. 'We really must be crazy" she muttered to herself thinking of all those boxes waiting to be unpacked. The sound of the baby crying broke her quiet and she turned to head inside adjusting the "Welcome to the Nut House" sign that Auntie Jen had bought to hand on the door. "We really must be crazy".
I'm most excited to work with the kids on this and get lots of their ideas to write a story that they will want to read.
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