The fine folks who run National Novel Writing Month asked me to do a pep talk.
They liked it well enough to make it the lead piece kicking off the month.
So, here goes:
Imagine being allowed to do something you’re not supposed to do.
Imagine you’re given the keys to a mud-bogging Bronco, or a dune buggy, or a Lamborghini. And then, you’re pointed toward a field. A soccer field outside a high school, or maybe just a wide open grassland. Nobody there. No kids playing. No animals frolicking.
In fact, right now, nobody is here to see you at all…