... And Done!

50,000 words, 29 days. A three-time winner is me:

It's a horrible draft even by NaNo standards, but it'll sit there in the queue until I have time to give it some proper thought. As long as I keep doing this every November, I will never be without a book to work on--assuming that I don't give up this entire hobby at some point as a ridiculous waste of time, as sometimes sounds like a good idea.

I have lots of food posts to do, and maybe now I will have time to write them.

30,000 Words Under the Sea

Or something like that. NaNoWriMo is... well, not exactly cruising along this year. It's been something of a struggle, though I've never been more than a day's wordcount behind. The story is pretty workmanlike at this point; I've got ideas for things I can do with it when the day comes to draft it properly--which I think I will do, though it's going to have to wait for Fury's Flight and then Go before it gets furnished. I could probably have just as well spent the time doing a proper outline and some research. On the other hand, I am coming up with some things along the way that I might not have if I were doing this more systematically. I guess I am halfway between pantsing and plotting.

Terrible Threes?

I read on another blog comment earlier this week that three years is the average lifespan of a blog. Maybe if I can keep this one going for another few months things will perk up.

The Empire Divided Must Unite

Having made a brief experiment with separating out my interests into dedicated blogs, I'm moving those posts over to this one.