If nothing else, participation in NaNoWriMo has motivated me to create a public face for this book, in the form of a cover and synopsis. For the cover I chose a sketch that I created earlier this year. I'm rather fond of it. And while it does not specifically illustrate any part of the story per se, it does symbolize a number of themes and concepts that underpin much of what I've written. Just what those themes are I will keep under my cap, but I present the cover itself for your contemplation.
November looms, and with it comes National Novel Writing Month. At this time last year I had heard only the most distant rumblings of NaNoWriMo, and had elected not to participate. At that time I was just beginning to gain some traction in my draft, and the thought of setting it aside to begin something new was inconceivable.
A vacant room. Nondescript, yet intuitively familiar. The ambient light has an operating-room quality. Antiseptic. But oh the sepsis that has festered in untold rooms like this one. Fostered and fed. Raging.