Mere hours ago, I was a simple fifteen-year-old novelist and NaNoWriMo enthusiast. Then, I set foot into the OLL headquarters. Along one wall sits the crack team of NaNo specialists, and when the front door creaked open, they simultaneously looked up at me, surely expecting me to explain myself. Unlike my novels, I managed to hold in the squeals of delight and simply introduced myself.
Hi, I’m Sonja, and I’ll be their intern for the week.
And what did they do in return? They set their extremely friendly chocolate Labrador upon me, allowed me a glimpse at the secret garden behind the office (which leads directly to a pastry shop next door!), and bought me a delicious cookie. I tried not to faint.
When I’m not participating in NaNoWriMo-related events (I know, at times it’s difficult to believe there is a life outside of it!), you can find me painting, fixing clocks, performing in musical theatre, spelling “theatre” the British way, drinking root beer, and as it turns out, having a very difficult time coming up with interesting things about myself.
Anyway, while I’m here, I’m going to be helping the group send out the awesome NaNo trading cards, move some stuff out of the warehouse, wax their cars, brush their hair, and anything else they want me to do. I won’t be here for long (only a week; I usually live in Colorado), so I promise, I won’t wreak too much havoc!