strange

I can’t believe tomorrow is Friday. The week sure flies by when you don’t hate what you’re doing. It’s astounding.

I’ve started a book called Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell and it is excellent. It’s in a sort of Harry Potterish style, a little more highbrow than that and it’s about magicians in the early 1800’s.

The book was calling to me and that doesn’t usually happen. Usually I know what I want when I walk into a bookstore and I get it. Otherwise bookstores are way too overwhelming for me and I get confused and lost and frustrated. I feel the exact same way about grocery stores. The difference is, I love book stores and hate grocery stores. Hate them.

Anyhoo, the book called to me, I picked it up and put it down a bajillion times and I finally just bought it, figuring spending my money on books, is not the worst thing I could do.

So the book is cool, very original and strange, but the COOLEST part, is that she has all these footnotes that she’s written. If she quotes from an old magician’s book, then she’ll mark it with a footnote.

The cool thing is, the footnotes are all a part of the fiction. The magician’s book she’s quoting from is not a real book, it’s all part of the strangeness of her novel.

I love that idea.

Oh, and I think for nanowrimo.org this year, I’m not going to write the story my mom came up with, because I believe that story has real legs, and I know nanowrimo (for me) is just about the doing. So I think this year I will write a teen novel. As a girl, I had a character and a town and a million stories I would tell myself about “Diane”. And she was THE coolest girl. Beautiful yet nice. But oh so tormented by the things around her. It’s a little Sweet Valley Highish, and I think it’ll be perfect for the relatively short nanowrimo.

So off we go, nanowrimo begins in 25 days.