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Once again, tardy to the party.

I was super psyched yesterday to create my own response to NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month): NaBloWriMo (National Blog Writing Month). Unfortunately for my sense of accomplishment, someone much faster on the draw (and more discerning in their gerunds) figured this all out way back in 2006, when they founded NaBloPoMo, National Blog Posting Month.

Okay, NaBloPoMo, you were there first, you win.

Eden Kennedy, founder of NaBloPoMo, recently posted her thoughts on the advantages of enrolling in NaBloPoMo: you establish the habit of writing every day, you get lots of practice and practice (in theory) makes you better; proportionally, the more bad writing you do, the more good writing you do; you are making a public commitment (which should strengthen your resolve) and you are joining a community of bloggers, which will not only expand your readership, but can add valuable ideas and support.

So by participating, regardless of what you call it, means I win, too.

Three cheers to being fashionably late.

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This morning, I signed up for NaNoWriMo, otherwise known as National Novel Writing Month.

From their website: “National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) is a fun, seat-of-your-pants approach to creative writing. On November 1, participants begin working towards the goal of writing a 50,000-word novel by 11:59 p.m. on November 30. Valuing enthusiasm, determination, and a deadline, NaNoWriMo is for anyone who has ever thought fleetingly about writing a novel.”

While I did decide this morning (somewhat fleetingly, but mostly somewhat buzzily over my first cup of coffee) to resurrect my amorphous novel, the Demon Bride of Peachtree Palace (first attempted during NaNoWriMo 2 years ago), I’ve also decided to make this a blog challenge as well, which I have dubbed NaBloWriMo, or National Blog Writing Month. I may have bitten off more than I can write, but we’ll see. Look for me in the upcoming days and mock me mercilessly if I don’t write at least something here everyday.

And seriously, on rougher days, it might just be the word “something.” It’s also NaChrisPartPlaMo, or National Christmas Party Planning Month at work, which we celebrate by fielding dozens of calls from companies with their panties in a twitch because they forgot to book their holiday event back in August and now they are desperate for a party site.

Good times, people. Good times.

See you tomorrow!