In a moment of weakness I signed up for NaNoWriMo.
That means, that I have agreed to (try and) write a novel in a month. At the end of the November I will hopefully have 50,000 words (!!!) written.
I’m not quite sure why I did this. Perhaps it’s because I am still mourning my 150-page novel that I lost during the Great Computer Debacle Of 2008.
If my mother knew about this, she’d say to me: “You’re a glutton for punishment.”
Either way, I’m two full days in and I’ve written ZERO words. I’m already behind.
The clock is ticking.
Wish me luck.
On my mark. Get set. Write!