I looked at the calendar this morning and realized something:
Somehow or another, October is vanishing before my eyes. You might even say it is a bit of a blur.
I'm going to participate in NaNoWriMo again this year. National Novel Writing Month, is a 50,000 word celebration of November! It is a mere 1667ish words per day.
So I'm tanking up.
Fuzzy can do his own ironing.
He can run to the store.
He can even find ways to entertain himself.
I'm actually going to go to some of the meetings and write with others who want to be vampires (meaning no sunlight and lots of time in dark places - no blood please).
I'm hoping for some fresh ideas this time around. I'm even banking on it!