Another month has nearly gone and memes on social media are telling me it is only 25 weeks until Christmas so I had better get my skates on increasing my word count.
July means Camp Nanowrimo; something I had never heard of until recently which means I need to decide whether to commit again to another goal or not. My writing routine is all over the place. Maybe this will ground me enough to organise and write the story rather than have snippets of scenes and ideas all over the place; on random bits of paper, phone apps and pc programs waiting to be weaved together to form a chapter or two. It seems more lenient than November’s challenge with you being in control of your target. There are also cabins to join. That idea thrills and scares me in equal measure. It conjures up images of midnight snacks, storytelling around the campfire and toasting marshmallows but also emotions of being the weird, shy kid in the corner no one wants to talk to and being in the company of perfect children as depicted in Disney movies. Decisions, decisions!
More pressing is deciding on a recipe for parkin to make. For my writing group homework I received a prompt in the form of a sketch of Filey Brigg. My brain cells whirled remembering the folk tale from the area concerning a tailor, hungry dragon and some ever so tasty parkin. Since then my taste buds have been craving the distinct gingery taste of this Yorkshire cake so today it needs to be made. It is research after all because you can’t write a realistic description of your character eating it without having a slice yourself can you?