Alrighty, I’ve got so much fucking writing to do throughout the rest of this month, it’s not even funny. Well, actually it kind of is, because it’s almost entirely, self-appointed! LOLME.
Anyway, despite the fact that I’m behind pace in my Nanowrimo story, I’m still confident that I can hit the 50,000 word mark. Even if I am taking time out of it to brog in my personal brog that I love so very dearly. It didn’t help any causes that I spent five days out in Arizona over the last week to watch baseball and probably gain about 20 lbs.