Sorry if I’m not being an attentive blog buddy. There are six days of this NaNoWriMo thing left, and as you can see, I’m trailing by a great deal, having only just reached the half-way mark.
I don’t know that I’ll make it, but it’s worth a try. And it’s interesting, too, to be faced with a circumstance where you hafta give something a Herculean effort or beg off like a little wussy girl. I’m pretty sure quality will be flagging if I get anywhere near the mark over the next few days; but as long as cylinders are still clicking that’s the plan.
The other part of the plan is to stop being self involved in my writerly pursuits once November is over, and go visit the wild and wooly weeble worlds with more regularity.
Right now I’ve been writing for two hours, and I’d really like to take a break. Maybe take a little walk over to Pittsburgh, or grab a catnap in Acapulco.
Or maybe I’ll just focus back in, cus that’s what three weeks of leisurely procrastinating wins you on the final week of NaNoWriMo. *sigh* Ahh… choices.
If I come back with a tan, I guess you’ll know.