A Case of the Blahs

A Case of the Blahs

NaNo starts tomorrow. Would you believe I’d almost managed to forget? Life goes on, and sometimes it chases me down and worries me like a large and vicious dog, but you know.

Anyway. Now I remember. The internet reminded me, as it can be trusted to do. I saw it in my emails and I looked around at my workspace and I nearly quit there and then.

I’m not ready. It’s true. My desk is covered in things I should deal with, and my bed is covered in the things I threw there from my desk when I was looking for something earlier, and I don’t really know how my story is going and I just really don’t think I should do this.

But that’s okay. I’ll just go ahead and do it anyway.

I could psych myself up for it, but I don’t have the energy. I could rant about how awesome it’s going to be, or cheer myself and everyone else on, but I’m just not up to it. I’m already at that point so many see in week three, when all is dark and hopeless and the only thing keeping fingers on keys is a stubborn quiet “fuck you, defeat” muttered under the breath.

NaNo is worth doing. This book needs writing. If I were ready for it, it wouldn’t be a challenge.

Fuck you, defeat. See you at the finish line.

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