National Novel Writing and Podcast Posting Month 2021
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 email@example.com
History of NaNoWriMo and NaPodPoMo
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.
The Writing So Far
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?” Carl turned off the podcast and did a search on his phone for the name that seemed to set her off. The results came back that Joe was a voice actor out of Virginia, the results also came back that there was a minor poet of the same name back in the late 1800’s also from Virginia. Carl screen shot the podcast page and saved it on his phone and made a mental note to look this guy up. But for right now he needed to wake Myra up and calm her down. He never knew if he had an episode while he slept, but he thought that he might be able to bring Myra out of the episode by doing what worked for him while he was awake. He took off his seatbelt and crawled into the back seat. When he was next to Myra, he held her and sang softly to her. He was singing “My Favorite Things” offkey. Myra started to calm down and close her eyes and then she woke up with a shock and shivering.
“Oh, what, why are you in the back seat, are we dead, why are you holding me Carl,” said Myra excitedly.
“You fell asleep while I was driving and then you had an episode, I think. Do you know a man by the name of John? You kept on asking for someone by the name of John,” asked Carl.
“I ask because you were saying ‘daddy John daddy Joh where am I’ and you were inconsolable. It started happening when the podcast I was listening to while you were asleep started to read off the credits and when they read the name John Esten Cooke you started crying this guy’s name. Also, you sleep with your eyes open, do you sleepwalk as well. The reason I ask is because I used to do that too,” said Carl.
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