NaNo = Fail.
Spent so much time being excited about NaNo coming and then it gets here and… I’ve fallen on my face. Completely.
I’m not excited by my idea, though I abso-friggin-lutely love it. I got to over 7,000 words, hated all of it, started over. I’m at 637 words right now and I can’t seem to push myself to write. It makes me sad.
I think I’ve just got too much shit going on this month between my brothers’s dad being out for the week, not getting this job I was really excited about, and getting accepted to the school I wanted to go to. My brain just ain’t into it right now.
I feel really lame.