NaNoWriMo Kicked my ass

So I concede defeat. I reached 30K, so only 20,000 words short of target. This isn't something to feel proud about, but I do feel good about it. Thirty thousand words are the most I've committed to computer for one project which is something. And there are at least a few hundred good ones hiding between the piles of crap and half drunken ramblings I managed throughout November.

It wasn't apathy that kneecapped me, real life has this annoying habit of messing with my plans. There just wasn't enough time to catch up after work went insane and a few other issues messed up my planning. This must be the first month in a long time that I did not really finish reading a book, which is a weird feeling to have.

 I am going to continue my story at my own pace, since I think the premise is an interesting one with real potential. Who knows? In a year I might have something good. I must say, I enjoy writing more than I thought I would. It's quite fun, and this will end in a finished book. Most probably not a published book, but that worry is a few years away.

Normal service should now resume until middle December, then I'm taking a holiday, because I deserve it damn it.

Emperor of Thorns cover

Got this from Mark Lawrence's blog. I can't wait!

To reach the throne requires that a man journey. Even a path paved with good intentions can lead to hell, and my intentions were never good.

The Hundred converge for Congression to politic upon the corpse of Empire, and while they talk the Dead King makes his move, and I make mine. The world is cracked, time has run through, leaving us clutching at the end days, the future so bright that those who see it are the first to burn. These are the days that have waited for us all our lives. These are my days. I will stand before the Hundred and they will listen. I will take the throne whoever seeks to thwart me, living or dead, and if I must be the last emperor then I will make of it such an ending. 

 This is where the wise man turns away. This is where the holy kneel and call on God. These are the last miles, my brothers. Don't look to me to save you. Don't think I will not spend you. Run if you have the wit. Pray if you have the soul. Stand your ground if courage is yours. But don't follow me. 

 Follow me, and I will break your heart.

How have I missed this? This is magic. Watch, enjoy, learn.

NaNoWriMo here I come

Well party people, I've decided to tackle National Novel Writing Month, so do not expect too many book reviews during this month. I know I owe you a Abercrombie A Red Country review, and will try to get that one out next week if possible.

The short of it is I thought it was the weakest Abercrombie novel yet, but it's still a damn good read. His worst is still world class.