I Have 12 1/2 Hours of Sanity Left

It's true.  In 12 1/2 hours I will throw myself into one straight month of literary abandon.  No, I don't mean I'm going to bury myself in books and not come out to see the sun.  It's time for National Novel Writing Month, aka NaNoWriMo.  What the heck is that, you ask?  It's an annual event in the month of November in which the Office of Letters and Light encourages everyone who has ever thought, "I could write a book," to actually do it.

The challenge?  Write a 50,000 word novel  The time frame?  30 days  The fear factor?  High

I've participated in this before.  This ain't my first rodeo.  So, you would think that I'm prepared.  Don't hold your breath.  You think you have time.  You think you'll write some character sketches and maybe research parts of your planned plot line or locations where your protagonist lives or drinks or works or whatever.  Then you wake up and it's Halloween day and you've got 12 1/2 hours left, and there's a weeone to take trick or treating and there's laundry that needs to be folded and there's a dog that needs a bath so badly you can smell her from outside.

The great thing is that I'm not alone.  There are countless others around the world today in the same boat.  So what will I do?  I will fold the laundry, I will take the weeone trick or treating, I will at the very least schedule a grooming appointment for the pooch, and sometime around midnight I'll start writing...and I'll keep writing until the story is done.  Hopefully that will be before the end of the month and will include more than 50,000 words. :D

Oh, but don't worry.  We still need to eat.  I'll still be making dinner....