Today is Day One of National Novel Writing Month, affectionately known by the crazies who attempt the lunacy of NaNoWriMo. I tried it once, a few years back, and it wasn’t pretty. The idea of writing 50,000 words during the span of a messed up month like November is just plain silly, let alone having to make those words all form together into coherent sentences that tell a story. So I’m instead using November as my own personal National Blog Posting Month.Sure, NaBloPoMo may not sound as sweet and cuddly, and it may not roll off the tongue in quite the same way as NaNoWriMo, but I kind of like it. The deal is, I’m going to write an entry on this here blog thingy every day this month.

What this means for you, dear reader (or maybe I actually have two readers, but that doesn’t make you any less dear), is that you’ll have at least 30 substandard bits of writing to keep you entertained as you gear up for the holidays. Prepare to be underwhelmed by all the fascinating things I have to say.

Maybe I’ll even post more than once on super special days. Or maybe I’ll have to write up some junk and not post it until the next time I have internet access. Either way, I hereby vow that I Will Write Every Day. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll get better at this as I bumble along.

I haven’t yet figured out a reward for myself if I actually accomplish this gargantuan and thankless task. Any ideas? Better yet, any thoughts on good, juicy punishments for dropping the ball? Although my psychology learning tells me that rewards work more effectively than punishment in altering behavior, I’m not convinced. Fear is quite a motivator.

So now that I’ve made this declaration of my intent to partake on my own pseudo-wimpy version of the bold adventure that thousands of people are beginning today, I guess I should get to it. Hey, wait — this one counts for today, right?

Long* live NaBloPoMo!

*In this case, Long is defined as 30 days.