Panster or Planner?

Panster or Planner?

I’m a pantser. Yep, I know. Typical. Me. Hell, two weeks ago, I had no idea my writing style had a name!

Like life, I tend to write by the seat of my pants. Outlines? Ideas? Good luck with getting me to think something out beforehand. Anything! NaNoWriMo is a crazy subculture of writers and I’m honestly not even sure how I got here. A whim, of course, that’s really how I got here. Dang my whimsy! Now I’m a card carrying, signed up, donating member of NaNoWriMo. (National Novel Writing Month) It’s an organized attempt to enrich the world with more books. The tagline is, “The World Needs Your Novel.” Obviously it’s a noble, or maybe a Nobel, cause. What the world needs now is definitely more books! Well, that and a cure for … well, books, that’s a great start.
So here I sit at The Departure Lounge in downtown Austin. It’s a new-to-me place, and a damned cool concept. A coffee and wine bar and full service travel agency. Why, oh why didn’t I think of that?
Out of the 8285 Austin NaNo participants, there are three of us participating in the write-in tonight.  One woman is working on revising her novel. What? She already has one? Is that cheating? No, as long as you’re writing, I think it counts. The lovely woman across from me is working on a crazy sounding sci-fi fantasy piece with some erotica thrown in. Now, that sounds way more entertaining than my half-baked, crime-type fiction, that I still have no idea what is going on in. I’ve written 3 chapters, (that sounds pretty awesome, I’ll admit) I’ve got two characters and so far, there are no mythical creatures or crazy sex scenes, I mean, who would want to read this? How bout a Grizzly bear though? Yeah, I need a bear.
I’ve read a ton of fiction, across many, many genres, but I’ve never even attempted to write fiction. I was a Journalism major for Cripe’s sake, I’m way more comfortable writing about real life. So, right now, I’m counting these words. I’m sort of getting words under my belt and out onto the blogsphere. Yes, I’ve actually started a fiction piece, but honestly, “fiction” is not a requirement. Words, words are the real requirement. According to my NaNoWriMo dashboard, I’m behind schedule. Really behind schedule.
The ultimate goal is to get at least 50,000 words written toward a project or projects in the month of November. I don’t really know or understand all the details, but some folks get way far into real novels!! AND, there’s evidently a winner who will get a publishing deal. It definitely won’t be me. Pantsing Posy over here, I’m the princess of … SQUIRREL!