November is National Novel Writing Month. Figuring I’d be confined to quarters for some of the month, because of the dratted nose cancer being removed on November 1st, I signed up for NaNoWriMo.

I’ve committed myself to writing the first draft of a 50,000 word novel during the month of November. Thousands of writers around the world take part in this craziness. You’re allowed to work out the plot and characters before the start of this month. I didn’t do anything.

So now it’s November 3rd. I’m already 5,000 words behind. And I don’t even have a story in mind.

Excuses. Excuses.

Wednesday, November 1st was the starting date, and I was having a hunk of my nose cut off. I was lucky. After just one layer they had clear margins. Dr. Byrd got all the cancer. He drew on my nose with purple marker, then cut a flap this way, a flap that way, and third flap still another way. Afterward Nurse Monica trained me on the ins, outs, and overs of changing the dressing and bandaging my face.

That caterpillar climbing my nose is good. Cancer’s GONE.

Thursday, November 2nd, I sat on John’s recliner all day, and stared at the TV. I couldn’t read anything. My left eye was too swollen to see, or maybe it was the clumsy lumpy bandage I put on my nose that was blinding me.

Friday, November 3, wonder of wonders, today I can see my laptop—I didn’t go so crazy with the bandages this morning. I can type. I can think. As ugly as my face looks, it doesn’t hurt.

So I’d best get at it. Quick. Quick. What’s the story? Who’s the main character? When is this story taking place. Who, what, where, when, why, and how?

Help! What’s the story!



Count Down

Everything has a time frame.

  1. October 2, Monday: THE novel will be available on Amazon. I know—you can hardly wait.
  2. Around noon today: I’ll go get meatball subs to take down to the trailer for the Bogner Boys. I know—they can hardly wait.
  3. October 9th: Deadline for the Kirkus Review of A Bird in the House, a novel, but it came early. AND it’s a good one. I didn’t have to wait.
  4. November 1st: Mohs surgery on my nose. Remember that scary spot on my nose? It’s basal cell carcinoma. I can wait.


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