Oh my. It’s already December. I have no idea where November went although a good chunk of it got sucked into the black hole of Thanksgiving and a whirlwind trip to the other side of the planet — Cambodia & Singapore specifically. And now I am off to Germany for week.
NaNoWriMo has come and gone, and my word count is something south of zero. Well, at least for the project I had planned to take up for the occasion. Ugh. I hate deadlines, and to me NaNoWriMo is one big deadline. But I guess that’s the whole point, right? There’s always next year, I suppose.
Okay, I’m not going to make December National Whining About National Novel Writing Month. I just need to get on with it. I have a goal — codified in a post somewhere a few months back, I think — so I need to get on with it.
Assuming my Christmas shopping doesn’t get in the way…