I’ve been a little scarce lately.
I thought I’d pop in and tell you that in all likeliehood I shall continue to be a little scarce.
It’s on account of it being November, you understand. National Novel Writing Month. Yes, I know it’s daft, but I figured I’d have a bash at it and try to hurry along my word count. Give me a sense of accomplishment instead of the usual wading-through-jelly sensation that accompanies my answer every time someone asks me, “How’s the writing going?”
So far, so good. Sort of. I’m a little behind my target but have every intention of catching up.
Wish me luck. I’ll see you on the other side.