Trouble.

Nanowrimo isn't going as planned. Like the other blogger/writers who have begun for the first time this year, I've found my style of writing to be almost impossible for writing a novel. I *must* edit, I *must* change stuff as I go. It will be amazing if I finish 50k words by the end of this month.

I might just buckle-down and do it though. A month off from work... this really is the ideal situation to be in if I ever want to write a novel. It might be crap, but at least it will be my crap. And I like my crap, damnit! (ask anyone)