I haven't made too much of this here, but I'm working on NaNoWriMo (aka National Novel Writing Month) throughout November. The goal of NaNoWriMo is to write 50,000 words in 30 days, which means that my original goal was to write 1,667 words every day this month, which means that by the end of today I wanted to have written 18,337 words.
How many words have I written up until this point? 6,776.
Multiply that by 2.7, and I would be where I wanted to be, but I am not. If I continue at this rate, I will only reach 40% of my goal, and this can't happen, because, you see, I was interviewed by CBC Radio on November 2nd about this whole NaNoWriMo business. I thought that was going to be it, but no. They asked if I would also be willing to be interviewed on the 16th and then on December 1st, as well, in order to keep track of my progress. Until then, I had been planning on giving it a half-hearted go and then abandoning it without much fanfare, but now that I have to report on my progress on national radio, my plans have had to change.
So, CBC RADIO IS MAKING ME WRITE A NOVEL IN 30 DAYS.
AND IT'S MAKING ME TYPE IN ALL-CAPS A LOT.
OKAY, I'M TAKING A BREATH.
I MEAN: Okay, I'm taking a breath.
I can do this, and I want to do this, but writing a novel is a tall order under normal circumstances let alone doing it in 30 days when I've started a new part-time job, I am working my usual round of Schmutzie.com/Grace in Small Things/Five Star Friday/MamaPop/etc., and I am also taking part in NaBloPoMo, because I am a lunatic who thinks it's great to do more writing every day for pretty much everything I write for than I ever have in my entire life up until this point oh my god mental hospital.
Basically, I want you to hold me and kiss my forehead and tell me that I can do this because I can and I'm awesome.
Will you forgive me if I start supplementing my diet with shots of cheap vodka?