So some of you might have noticed that I haven’t posted for a little while (or not – either way).  Regardless, I took November off to do Nanowrimo, and then November bled into December, and here we are.  Now it’s almost Christmas.  Believe it or not, that’s not bad for me.  I have a post that I’m writing about light bulbs in which I will attempt to blow your minds with my mad procrastination skills. (I should say our, because Chris was definitely involved in the light bulb saga.  Fun Fact: If you combine our procrastination skills, we are completely and utterly unstoppable… or stoppable… depending on how you look at it.)

procrastination mem i'll find a picture for it later
But let’s talk about Nano for a moment.  It’s an adorable shortening of the phrase National Novel Writer’s Month.  November is fun like that.  It’s both Nanowrimo and Movember (Where guys grow mustaches to raise awareness for… some sort of man-cancer.  It clearly didn’t raise awareness for me… but then again, I’m probably not the target audience.)

So since I am, like, a writer or something now, it seemed natural to participate in the month-long frenzy of Nanowrimo.  Basically, you attempt to put down 50,000 words on a brand new project from November 1st – November 30th.

I started an urban fantasy that has vampires (I know. No one is more surprised about that than I am.), but absolutely NO vampire/human romance.  As I have stated before, it’s been done and all of the best people pretty much played that out about 10-20 years ago.  My vampires are mean and scary, but that’s ok, because a lot of them are going to die.

I got to 40,000 words; I probably could have hit 50, but not even the satisfying advancement of the progress bar at the top of my page and the shiny graphs and statistics could induce me to write more than a few hundred words on weekends.  I like weekends.  Weekends are for friends and family.  We meet, go to movies, hang out, play games.  Social time is good.  And then there’s Thanksgiving with the family time and the cooking and the eating.

I spent more than enough time in grad school begging off of social engagements because “I had too much work to do” I wasn’t about to do that again just to finish a contest with an arbitrary finish line and no prizes.

Nanowrimo Drew Carey Meme

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