My brother and sister-in-law are two outstanding writers who are participating in Nation Novel Writing Month in which you write a novel during the month of November. (Why they chose a 30 day month to host it, I've no idea. Seems like most people would want that extra day.) Because there is the constant, gnawing craving to be included in all things, I've decided to join in their frantic month of writing. But because if I wrote 50,000 words in 30 days it would look like this:
I'm going to participate in a different way.
For an illustrator, the level of achievement and gratuitous back patting that's equivalent to a novel would be a children's book. Because my writer siblings are going to be busy with their own November Madness, and we've already discussed how terribly it could end if I tried writing anything myself, I compiled a list of my favorite Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes (Someday I will learn how to spell rhyme without spellcheck) and will be completing a 32 page, fully illustrated, awesomely retro, book called Mothership Goose. There are plans for spaceships and rockets and bubble helmets. It's going to be awesome.
For those of you who can Math, may have noticed that my goal is over a page a day, without including the cover. Start the panic.
Just so you know, this is where I'm now:
I've chosen my poems, and taped them into some semblance of order for the book, and thumbnails are next.
Yay NaNaWirMo! It's going to be awesome.