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By "nationals" do you mean Nationals Inc.? I have never competed with their system, but from what I've read, it seems to have all the elements of a scam. Not a scam necessarily in that the pageant does not exist-- it does-- but read this and see what you think:

You ask how they could make their eliminations using only two questions and without a picture... the answer is simple: They want your money. They are not going to go in-depth with the questions or insist upon photos because they want as many girls as possible to compete. More girls = more money. I am a huge advocate of beauty pageants, but please pick a system less sketchy than this one!

What story should I write for National novel writing month?

I've been doing this every year for five years and I've found my best strategy is to not pre-think anything. On midnight 11/1 I just fire up the computer and type the first sentence that comes to mind. Then I write from there.

I have friends that spend a month pre-planning to write, but for me I prefer the freedom to just up and go and not have any idea what I'm writing about or where I'm going until I write it and go there. I like to surprise myself.

Here are my last few starts, written on the spur of the moment with absolutely no fore-thought:

2006 - The grass cracked beneath Mitchell’s feet as he walked. The sound was crisp and clean and rare. Such thick frost rarely came to Ardmore, Alabama, so when it did, Mitchell liked to get out in it.

(I did wind up tossing this one and starting fresh on day 2, but that's the only time it has happened.)

2007 - Mornings were not Joe’s strong suit. Needless-to-say, this led to no end of coffee jokes throughout his life. If it wasn’t “Hey Joe, you look like you need some joe, Joe!” then it was “What’s the matter Joe? Been decaffeinated?” One particularly annoying co-worker at the insurance firm where Joe worked liked to begin each week with a joke about Joe’s “beans” and end each week with a bad pun involving "a cup of Josephine’s beans.” Joe was never quite sure what the man meant.

2008 - Candy had never been happier. It was a Saturday, an A-Team marathon was on TV, and she had just enough Molly McButter for one heaping bowl of fresh popped popcorn. It was below freezing outside and the hardwood floors were cold against her feet. She’d looked everywhere for her slipper socks, but the cat had drug them off somewhere and hidden them. She had started a fire, though, and bundled up in a large Oakland Athletics blanket her ex left behind when he moved out last summer. She had just grabbed the remote when she heard a knock at her back door.

2009 - Renfield clicked the secondary lens into place, loosened a screw on the side of the frame, and pulled his table lamp closer. Even at this increased magnification the etching--worn flat by the handling of a thousand hands--could only barely be read.

“An old piece indeed, this one.” He turned the coin over in his hand and back again, watching the patina’d copper catch the light just so. “Near as I can tell, sar, the coin says ‘God has favored us’ in the old language on the one side and has a single seven star on the other. Common once, I’m told, sar, but an odd design for this day and age.”

“You know what it is, then?” the tall man said. He thrust his palm into the light.

Renfield looked up at him, his right eye near three times its actual size behind the layers of glass. “Not exactly, sar, but I seen a similar piece once before.” He glanced back at the coin, flipping it one more time before dropping it in the tall man’s sweaty palm. “Was a young man who come in, some years back.”

“How far back, tinkerer?”

“No matter, that’s not the point.”

“Pretend it did matter,” the tall man said.

EDIT @ cirque de lune:

"There's no point in doing NaNoWriMo if you see it as a joke that you'll waste a bad story on. That's not the spirit of the project."

I disagree. The spirit of the project is to write. No more, no less.

For me, I find it more inspiring and helpful in establishing writing routines than as an attempt to produce actual, polished work.

The website's own "about" section says:

"Because of the limited writing window, the ONLY thing that matters in NaNoWriMo is output. It's all about quantity, not quality. The kamikaze approach forces you to lower your expectations, take risks, and write on the fly.

Make no mistake: You will be writing a lot of crap. And that's a good thing."

I mean to each his own, but the value I personally find in NaNo is in not writing ANYTHING I've thought about at all. I do use it as a blow-off story opportunity. Then, in December and January, when I'm on a writing high and I've re-established routines, I return to the stories I do care about and intend to finish "for real" again and find myself more productive for the experience.