I wasn’t going to do NaNoWriMo this year. Having taken several years off after 8 consecutive winning years, I felt my NaNo time was over.
But last week, on November 1st, I started writing. I hadn’t realised how much I miss this. NaNoWriMo 2018, a new beginning.
Spaceship – The Last of Humanity isn’t the title, that will come later. I’m in space, on a massive ship carrying almost 200 survivors of catastrophe on Earth. The ring of fire erupted, Yellowstone went up, and Earth choked in fire and smoke.
The chosen few didn’t make it to the silos in time and only 3 of the 25 ark-ships built managed to launch. We don’t know if the other 2 ships made it out of the solar system.
Joint Captains Finley Beck and Scout Reynolds were born in space, everyone on board was born in space. Their parents were born and died in space, as did several generations. The ship has been traveling for almost 200 years now, and with 50 years to their destination, a comet is set to destroy their chance of life in a new home.
So far I’m 48% complete on the Week 1 phase. Two Days remain until the deadline for this week. I’m taking it in small chunks.
I was going to put the books, and writing, on a mental shelf. Stored away as something I did, that I’m proud of, but that is over. Life changes, right? Let’s see how far I get.