Ryan gets on board.

    I'm a lazy writer.  I admit this freely.  It's a bad habit.  I have, in the last year, finally finished a novel.  It's something of a miracle, really.  I want to keep the momentum going.  I like being productive.  It's a much better feeling than that feeling I get laying in bed at nights thinking of the hundred or so stories and novels I have in progress.  That feeling is called shame.

So, that's one reason to do the 3-Day Novel Contest.

     There's another reason, though, even if it's futile.

It's a dick thing.

        My roommate is Gayleen Froese.  She entered the contest last year, as Rilla mentioned above, and she was part of the televised version.  While anyone can do this from anywhere in the world, Gayleen was selected to be one of twelve people who did this on television.  There was a separate winner for the show, and we can't discuss who that was yet, as the show hasn't yet aired due to network shakeups.  However, Gayleen made the shortlist in the overall contest.  She was the only contestant on the show to do so.

Gayleen and I are competitive, in a friendly way.  Mostly.

So, I pretty much have to win.

Even if I shortlist, she'll be going on and on about how she shortlisted while having cameras pointed up her nose, and being bothered by the producers, and having to lose three hours a day for little reality show challenges.  She has a point.

So, the only way I can get remotely close to beating her is to win the whole thing.  Even then, she'll probably still talk about the cameras.

But I have to try.  What would I be if i didn't try?

   Mature, probably.

But, you know what?  I'll take it.  Any excuse to push myself to write that many words in a short period of time.

Gayleen, by the way, has agreed to answer any questions people might have about the contest, and to offer her advice.  Send any questions to textfight@gmail.com.

Tomorrow, I will tell you about my plans for the contest.