I'm just starting to remember just how hard fifty thousand words can be, so the next month will be fraught. Especially considering I have a wedding to go to next weekend (not mine. Always important to point that out when you're older than a certain age) and the weekend after I'm away for four days interstate catching up with friends and doing a five kilometre colour run.
When you think about it, NaNoWriMo must be a bit like child birth. From the outside looking in, you think to yourself "Yeah, that does look like it's slightly painful, but how hard can it be if women keep getting pregnant with second, third and even fourth babies? I might give that a go." And then you do give it a go, and sweet Christ on a crutch WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THIS?!?!?! EVER?!?!? And you think it's never going to end, but time seems to move so fast, but so incredibly slow at the same time, and for the life of you words are starting to lose their meaning, and have I written the word 'Green' too many times? Then again, would using a different word or green make my writing seem too pretenious, and like I'm trying too hard? But then it's over and you forget the sleepless nights, and the back pain from sitting down at your computer for too long, and in October the next year, you think to yourself "I thnk I'll sign up again. It's wasn't THAT bad last year."
But it is. It always is.
So, wish me luck! I have a feeling that I'm going to need it.