WRITING/PODCASTING A NOVEL IN 30 DAYS NOV 11

Welcome friend to Create Art Podcast where I help you tame your inner critic and create more than we consume. I am Timothy Kimo Brien your thankful head instigator with over 20 years in arts and education. How I accomplish this is by providing you with commentary, interviews, discussions, and projects that will inspire you to create art. This month I will be podcasting daily and writing a novel in 30 days. I am participating in NaPodPoMo and NaNoWriMo again this year as I did last year and you can hear those episodes here. You will be able to listen and read along to what I wrote for the day. I like to practice what I preach when it comes to art so I am challenging myself to write and having you come along for the ride. It is my hope this inspires you to accomplish your goals with your art and if you would like to share what you are doing email me at timothy@createartpodcast.com

NaNoWriMo: National Novel Writing Month began in 1999 as a daunting but straightforward challenge: to write 50,000 words of a novel in thirty days. Now, each year on November 1, hundreds of thousands of people around the world begin to write, determined to end the month with 50,000 words of a brand new novel. They enter the month as elementary school teachers, mechanics, or stay-at-home parents. They leave novelists.

NaPodPoMo: NaPodPoMo* is a month-long event along the same vein as National Novel Writing Month aka NaNoWriMo. The difference? Well, instead of writing a 50,000-word novel, you podcast every day for 30 days from November 1st-30th. Use any platform you desire. From full production studio to iPhone app and just about anything in between. The goal is to use the challenge of podcasting daily as a form of podcasting boot camp.

11 Nov 2021    daily count 635   cumulative count 16128 

Carl kept on driving until they were about fifteen minutes from the apartment. Myra was asleep in the back seat, and he was getting tired as well. The sun was setting, and the sky was a light orange, wispy clouds blocked out most of the blue and Carl’s eyes were drooping. He rolled down the window hoping the fresh air would wake him up until he got both of them back home. Myra was gently snoring and talking in her sleep. Carl couldn’t hear clearly what she was saying, but it sounded like she was talking to someone. Carl turned off the classical music and put on the podcast he was listening to from Canada. The story he was listening to picked up where he left off and he found himself getting quickly engrossed and forgetting that Myra was in the car. The story was about a man being probed by aliens and the mans voice sounded like a bad imitation of someone from the south. He chuckled a little and heard Myra stir so then he muffled his amusement. When the story was over, the host was reading the credits and one of the names that he read was John Esten Cooke. When Carl heard that name, Myra stirred even more and started saying “daddy John daddy John where am I?” Carl pulled the car over to the next gas station and parked the car. He looked back at Myra whose eyes were open but not focused on him. She kept on saying the same thing, “daddy John daddy John where am I?” Carl waved his hands in front of her eyes and snapped his fingers a few times.  

“Myra, you are here in my car. It’s Carl, we are driving home,” Carl said to Myra.  

Myra was still unresponsive to Carl as she kept on repeating the same phrase “daddy John, daddy John where am I?”