Mine Was A Bigger Glass

So it's half-way through NaNoWriMo, and I've only just started. If I'm going to get anywhere near finished, I'm going to have to write for three hours every day until November 30th, and I don't think that'll happen. So I'm going to aim for half the word count, and hence half the time. If I get half-way through my novel - that's 25,000 words in 14-ish days - then I'll be happy, and set my deadline for finishing it completely for December 16th. I'm giving myself that date as a) it's when I leave Uni for Christmas and it's around a month since I started, and b) to allow for exams and assignments to take up a lot of my time. I know I'll probably run over into Christmas, but at least I'm writing with motivation. I sat down with my pen today and hashed out about 1300 words, which I was quite pleased with. I think a chapter a day would do me.

It opens on a bloke lashed to a pole about sixteen feet above the summit of Mount Fuji, having been tied there by people of an unknown capacity. He is inherently lucky by nature, but what, if he was so lucky, could have lead to this situation, and how does it involve the Mayans, a Greek Tyrannosaurus Rex, a toenail clipping, and the Sphinx? Find out, when I type all this novel up. it'll be posted here when I do - or, more likely, on willeth dot com's main page as an offshoot.