I am truly my own worst enemy. Long story short…I have too many interests and not enough lives. I know I’m not the only one, but I often feel like I’m fighting battles one-handed naked wearing my Bifocals From Hell. Seriously, the glasses are like beer goggles and if I’m going to feel drunk, I wish to have enjoyed the beverage.
But I digress.
I have to cut back a few things in my life before I lose it. Sadly, the first thing that has to be tossed over the side is NaNoWriMo. As much as I wanted to participate this year, it just ain’t gonna happen. NaBloPoMo is easier for me since I’ve done it twice before and the writing style is more familiar to me; writing a novel is overwhelming and this time of year just plain difficult, especially with a husband traveling most of the month. Sound like a cop-out? Yup. But frankly my sanity is considerably more important to me than a self-imposed challenge.
So I may try it another time. Or not. Time will tell.
In the meantime…Hey! Bonus post today!
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I hearz ya.
Better to tackle the Great Novel when you are ready and NOT just before Christmas. That is just crazy talk.
Good call, Jen! Sanity first.
I may have dropped NaNoWriMo, but sanity still eludes me. LOL