Why don’t you?
There was a TV programme when I was a kid (and I’m showing my age here) called “Why Don’t You?” and was basically aimed at moaning minnies like me. The basic premise was that you should stop moping around the house feeling bored when there was lots of stuff you could be doing out in the big wide world. The fact that they seemed to have unlimited access to art materials for their big posters and a steady stream of helpful adults to drive them to interesting and entertaining places was neither here nor there, apparently. It wasn’t my cup of tea and since then any sentence starting with the words “why don’t you…” has brought me out in a cold sweat.
Until the other day. I was meeting a friend for coffee and before she’d taken her first sip of latte I was starting on some rant about the book I was reading – or more accurately had started to read only to give up half way through. Luckily, this was an old friend who knew me well and had put up with my monologues on many occasions. However, this time something seemed to snap. “Well, if all books are so crap,” she said, “why don’t you have a go at writing one yourself?”
That stopped me dead in my tracks. Write a book. How hard can that be? It almost seemed like fate when a colleague then mentioned that ’National Novel Writing Month'is coming up in November. During NaNoWriMo (to give the event its proper name) people all over the world set themselves the target of writing a 50,000 word novel in just 30 days. Sounds impossible, right? But that’s just the kind of challenge I relish. After all, if I make it I can moan about how easy it was and if I don’t no-one is going to begrudge me a couple of whines about how impossible it is to write a novel in a month!
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