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The reason I haven’t been posting many rambles recently is because I’ve been swamped with work, both on my own website and with school, so the fact that I’ve entered into a challenge to write a 50,000-word novel in a month seems more like a venture into the world of self-harm than a simple test of my writing skills. Nevertheless, I’m making time sacrifices to take part in NaNoWriMo, the National Novel Writing Month. Over a thirty day period, I’ll be writing a full-length novel simply for the pride associated with such a feat. That’s right, I’m writing a crazy-long story for the sake of my ego. Call me crazy if you will.

You can check NaNoWriMo out at the official website here. It’s definitely worth a shot, even if you are coming in three or four days late. Who knows, you might get your mini masterpiece published. If not, at least you get a pretty certificate.

Written by Connor Beaton

Because Connor’s so awesome, and prone to doing things without getting prior permission from his superiors, he’s the only person on this blog with a biography. Isn’t that awesome? So, uh… Connor’s this cool, racist and sexist Scottish kid who lives in a cottage and probably eats stovies and haggis all day. Hey, it’s straight from the horse’s mouth so it must be true, right? He’s also incredibly sexy and has three girlfriends, all of whom love him for his long locks of blonde hair. That and his big junk. Can’t forget the big junk.

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