It’s the first day of both NaBloPoMo and NaNoWriMo! A full month of frantic writing. Typing until I have nothing but bloody nubs for fingers. Lost in thought over blog posts and plot and character development and word count (note: I advise not driving anywhere near me for the next 30 days).
And just how much have I gotten accomplished on this, the very first day of November, the writingest month of the year?
You’re looking at it.
Yes, in true House of Chaos fashion, life has elbowed its way in front of the fun and interesting stuff. Because while doctors appointments and trips to Costco and working and overseeing homework and washing sheets and towels is what life is made of, it is not conducive to creative endeavors. It is actually the exact opposite of creative endeavors, and pretty much sucks my soul dry. Except for the trip to Costco; there’s a liquor store next door and I was able to stock up on wine. Life’s better now.
In a mere moment, I shall press “publish,” and I will be covered on Day One of NaBlo. Days two through thirty will follow (duh) and I will attempt to have as few filler posts as possible. No promises. Chaos reigns, I just hold on for the ride.
Welcome to NaBlo!
Yes, this was a total filler post. I would hang my head in shame, but I have a full glass of Shiraz here and I can’t swallow looking at the floor.