It's November and time for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). In 2007 I actually accomplished 50,000 words of the most boring story imaginable (see The Ugly Clock if you must). 2008 I managed 10,000 words of what could have been a decent story if I had invested myself in it (I like to tell myself). This year I will be reaching for the brass ring again with a story called Lightening. I'm curious to know where it will take me, since I dreamed up the opening on the road from home to my daughter's place one perfect, sunny day. The road from the coast to the interior of Oregon is twisty-turny and lined with trees, rocky drop-offs and stretches of river views. With such beauty anyone would wax poetic, I think. I'm hoping that one inspiring drive will take me on a journey worth telling about. I'll try to post some of it, when I have the time. I have 444 words so far and am glad the time change hit and I have an extra hour to work, despite the cold I have been battling for the past week.