Gidget!

OK brain, it's time we had a talk, you and I. Despite my reservations about this November, I've decided to go ahead with Nanowrimo. But I'm still a little leery of doing the 'Train' story. Following Chris Baty's advice while stuck in a very long traffic jam I made my Magna Carta of things that make me happy, and a Magna Carta of things I hate in writing. And you know what? The train story really doesn't hit any of my happy points. My hero is depressed and shell shocked and it's a very delicate story besides all of that. Really, it's not the kind of thing I would choose to read of my own volition, even though I still think it's a lovely and brilliant idea.

So, brain, you and I agreed that we were going to talk ideas. Something that involved my Magna Carta ticky points like Ancient Technology, Wacky Hijinks and Snarky Dialogue. I pleaded with you to come up with something, even in dream form, that I could use. Instead you gave me a dream about shopping for scrapbook supplies with my mom.

And now this morning you're trying to pitch a story set in a Roman Colony. Do you remember how little attention I paid to my Greek & Roman History class in college? Of course not. You're the one who wasn't paying attention. Of course, we could always make it a fantasy Roman analog. But remember how well that worked last year? When we tried to do a dream-world Hong Kong fantasy story and ended up writing a Victorian Hong Kong mystery? The only things that were salvageable out of that whole mess were the main character and the setting. Besides, I don't see you ponying up with any fantasy twists to help me out of this.

I'm warning you brain, if we can't work this out and come to an agreement by October 31st, we're both in big trouble.