So like some other bloggers I know (or know of, anyway), I kicked off my attempt at NaNoWriMo glory today. As a result, I expect posting here may slow down for the next month. It's not like I'm a bastion of regular posting to begin with, but you know what I mean. Things may get even slower still. So, you know, there's your warning.
I'm proud of myself so far, though. I managed to pound out over 2,600 words today, and a few of them may even have been pretty good. I know I won't be able to keep up that pace on a regular basis, since the first real threat to my writing schedule occurs, oh, tomorrow, but it feels very nice to get off to a start like that. I may try and squeeze out a little more before bed, but my DCBS order came today and I've got the third disc of Battlestar Galactica Season 1 from Netflix, so I may take a bit of a break and pick up again during the boy's morning nap tomorrow. We'll see!
Incidentally, my novel is very Douglas Adams-y so far. Except I managed to squeeze the word "pigf---er" in there. You know, to give it that definitively American spin.