|My NaNo stats from 2011--note the slack there between|
day 13 and day 21
|St. Jorisbaai yesterday, storm clouds|
in the horizon, no wind, water like
a mirror. Hot.
And that was the only thing I was doing.
This year I'm slightly busier. You've seen the dog rescue posts; well, that's only just starting, and it's bound to get more hectic, not less.
|The dogs didn't mind the heat,|
though. From left to right:
Rusty, Winter, and Panchita
|Mighty, the dog rescued yesterday|
By the time I got home it was seven-thirty, and I was exhausted.
Could I have written 2K words then? Pffff... I don't know. I don't think so. Enough days like yesterday, and this year's NaNo will be an epic fail for me.
Still, I'm excited. And because I'm excited, I thought I'd share the synopsis to the novel I'll start on Nov. 1st:
Ever since the death of Chayo del Rio's husband, she's struggled to fit into the traditional family scheme of the Mexican city of Cuernavaca where the childless couple was once king and queen. A decade later she feels she's found a niche within the widows and divorced women, helping them find dignity and even joy in life without a man, when her close friend and pillar of the community Ruben Ayala is found dead.
Ruben and Chayo had a unique relationship, more in line with high school best friends than adult acquaintances even though they met in their mid twenties, both already married, Ruben with two fairy tale princesses for daughters. They'd grown apart since Chayo's husband died, by necessity more than design, but for Chayo the blow of Ruben's death hits hard.
As time passes and questions begin to be asked within Cuernavaca's lightning-speed grapevine, Chayo realizes Ruben's reaching out from the grave with one last favor to ask her. He needs his secrets kept safe. The secrets that might exonerate the man accused of Ruben's murder.
Yeah... Another novel set in Cuernavaca. Not a love story, though I might not be able to stay away from some lovey-dovey shit at some point. This is a story that's been ricocheting in my brain for a few months now, and my intention is to explore Mexico's prejudices against same-sex relationships. How that prejudice is hidden, handled, obscured, and ultimately explodes. I have little experience with it, and I doubt I can get anyone who has more to talk to me about it, but--hell, I can try, can't I?