Tramp-O-Vision And Fingers That Move Like The Wind

I really didn’t think Slut-O-Ween was an appropriate title for the blog, but hell, I am a wench. I guess it would’ve been forgiven.

Hellion brought up the great topic to me yesterday at how once you get a certain age, Halloween becomes a slut holiday. Costumes become sexier every year, the hemlines go up inches at a time, necklines plunge, inhibitions become wanton. It’s a day of total slutdom that I embrace wholeheartedly.

While there is nothing wrong with Halloween sticking to it’s roots (those roots being the traditional white sheet ghosts, warted witches, rotten teeth demons, Freddy, and my favorite, the evil Dracula) the holiday has branched out and reached out to a group that wouldn’t normally participate in Halloween. Give a twenty-something year old a reason to go out like a real slut for a night and watch her eyes light up at the thought of playing someone else. All guys drool over a naughty nurse in a short white dress and white fishnets. Or a dirty cop, with a tear away blue dress and a badge. A bad pirate wench, who’s tattered blouse and skirt are like a siren’s call to the men leaning against the bar watching you walk in. What woman doesn’t want to be drooled over, even if it is for one night?

Which ultra slutty Halloween costume would you go for? Tell me a great Halloween costume story. You know you have one!

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And in other news today, being other than the best holiday for vampire lovers, there is another month long celebration for pantsers. It’s called the NaNoWriMo (Or for those not familiar with this ritual of lack of sleep and drowning in coffee and suffering from finger muscle cramps, it’s the National Novel Writing Month celebration). It officially starts at midnight and runs until midnight on November 30. http://www.nanowrimo.org/

Every year, writers from all around the world gather with their keyboards ready and write like crazy for 30 days. The great thing about NaNo is that it’s all about quantity and not quality. This exercise is to teach you that you’re capable of writing a novel. It’s all about getting the words, the support from fellow writers and testing your willpower to sit in one spot for hours at a time staring at a blinking cursor and white page. The goal for the month is 50,000 words. Bionic fingers, No-doze, writing by the seat of your pants are all a requirement for NaNo.

I should know. I participated last year with a broken wrist. And I made the goal because I’m completely full of random stuff that needs to be written. Too bad it was all written for my novel and not a word of it could be saved. This is the woe of a pantster, I tell ya. This year I’ve swore to myself I will try to write two short stories for a contest I’m entering in January.

Okay, so this year let’s play a game of NaNo. Let’s be dedicated to writing something and talk about it all month. This way we are accountable for our writing for at least a month out of the year. Because if you don’t learn anything else from NaNo is that sometimes a little accountability will go a long way.

Would you ever consider participating in the NaNo? And what are your writing goals this month?