November is my crazy month. I know, I know, I’m not that sane the rest of the year. But November–well, in November I have an excuse. A defense. Several thousand other insane people I can point to and say, “But Mom! They’re spending the whole month hunched over keyboards typing frantically too!” (For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, go here. Or here, later in November. Right now you probably wouldn’t be able to get on.)
It’s Day Three. I’m at 2,179 before I start writing. Not where I “should” be, but I’m not freaking out. Yet. I’m trying to retain a bit of sanity this time, you see. Hope and Bly are both doing NaNo too, and that means there’s no one to pick up the slack. Therefore I’m pacing myself.
Besides. I’ve been dying to write this story for a year now, and I finally know enough about it and have time and an excuse to do it. Nothing is going to stop me. (barring Acts of God and other Unforeseeable Events. Not available in all fifty states. Purchaser liable for all taxes, titles and license.)
BTW, for any waiting, I finally put up another installment of Shades and Hues. See my fanfic page.
You go, girl! Glad you had a great time in San Fran — the rest of the year earns you the right!