Well boys and girls it's that time of year again. The time of year when I become a hermit (Hermits United! Bonus points if you know what that's from.), a shut-in, a crazy cat lady! Wait. No. Scratch the crazy cat lady part. I don't do cats... Do you know what time it is yet? No? Are you sure? 50, 000 words ring a bell? No? Hmmm. Did anyone even notice me drop off the face of the Earth last year? No?! You all suck. Talk about making a girl feel loved, geez!
Alright I'll stop. For those of you who don't know. *glares* NaNoWriMo starts in November. And for those of you who actually care *more glaring* I would totally appreciate it if you don't take offence at my disappearance this November. I would also love you even more if you would take it upon yourself to make sure I'm still alive. Just check in every few days, ya never know.
Seriously though, I would love it if you guys would call/message/actually visit me this month and bug me about my word count. And then make fun of me when I am behind. Nothing says motivation like a group of friends laughing at you because you can't keep up your word count. And then when I win I can rub it in every one's faces like I did last year! Yay!
And remember! Sleep is for the dead! I don't need sleep this month! I have a novel to write, baby! Woot!
And Sarah? Your going down!
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