Well, that was fast

On November 1st, I mentioned that I’d be burning out like a shooting star rushing through the night sky on its way to extinction. Yes, I’m trying to sound cute. Also, guess what? I feel them coming: the mental fog, the drain, the drag. It isn’t only about crafting too many sentences per day (aside…

My apologies: I’ve come to give you a boring pep talk

So I’ve been NaNoing for the last four days (yes, NaNoing is now a verb. No, the dictionaries aren’t with us on this one). This was a last minute decision, and an attempt to avoid closing 2018 with the same (only) MS under my belt. As in most cases, I jumped into my decision without…

NaNoing, editing, rewriting

November always looked like that chill, unsuspecting month between ordinary life and the end-of-the-year festivities. Or the end-of-the-year rushing through the stores and buying overpriced presents for demanding family members. Anyway, November never equaled busy for me. If anything, I dreaded it for standing between me and my vacation somewhere where the sun was doing…