If you are wondering what the hell happened to me, you might be surprised to find out that I switched from writing about personal finance to writing fiction. At least for the month of November. I am doing NaNoWriMo, and it is already kicking my butt big time. If your next question is what the hell is NaNoWriMo, you can find the long answer here. The short answer is that November is the National Novel Writing Month.
I wanted to participate in NaNoWriMo in 2011. I never made it because in October 2011 I launched My Broken Coin, and it has kept me busy ever since. What has changed this year? A lot. When you write for one year about personal finance, your shopping addiction and saving plans you get tired. You feel burned out. You feel boring, and you start to write boring stuff. However, you long to write something exciting, something compelling and something different. This desire of something different was one of the reasons I launched What Your Boss Really Thinks in October of this year.
Ironically, I found myself in the same old predicament. Now, I had two sites to run, and no time to do anything else. Then, unexpectedly fast, November 1 rolled in, and I was faced with the decision: either I needed to put something old on hold in order to start something new, or I could keep on going the same path and bore myself to tears. Again.
I have made a decision. Instead of rebranding My Broken Coin, I am going to slightly switch its direction. I am not leaving the world of personal finance. I am just opening the door to other realms such as exploring the intersection of business and social change, writing fiction, and blogging about life in general. If you feel that it is not something you are interested in reading about, I understand.
In the meantime, let me tell you about my novel. I am supposed to write 50,000 words in one month. Today I am supposed to have 20,000 words. I have written so far 13,817. I am behind. However, I am not really bothered by this fact because I know that I will try my best to write a story in one month. If I don’t reach my target of 50K words, so be it. The story itself matters. Not the word count.
For those readers who made it to this point, my novel is called The Cell. This is a short synopsis (BEWARE: as the story progresses, the plot changes.)
The story is set in post war Moscow, in 1947. The country is recovering from the devastating consequences of the WWII. Gangs of homeless children roam the streets, begging for a piece of bread and robbing civilians. The family of a literature professor at Moscow University is arrested for reading forbidden poems by Russian poet Osip Mandelstam. The professor’s daughter, Anna, is brought into a MGB prison that is known for its brutality and unspeakable living conditions. The girl’s guard is a tough, no-nonsense woman named Maria. Maria’s daughter disappeared into the brutal streets of Moscow a long time ago. Her disappearance was never investigated by the Soviet authorities, who believed that the girl simply ran away. Maria believes that her daughter was kidnapped by a gang, called the Black Cat. Maria proposes a deal to Anna: she will help her to escape the MGB prison, but in return she wants Anna to infiltrate the Black Cat gang, and rescue her daughter.
And now… back to NaNoWriMo.