NaNoWriMo-ing to Save My Soul

Life has not been very cooperative with this writer over the past months. Not being able to write—by either lack of fortitude or time—never helps. I need to write, but sometimes, it takes a “nail me to the chair and make me write” approach. Hence, I’m all in for National Novel Writing Month, beginning tomorrow. I have a rough outline of the Lesbian Adventure Club’s 18th book and am both raring to go and scared that I won’t make 50,000 words. I can fake the mindset that some words are better than no words, and while that’s true, it will never satisfy me. I need my discipline back. I need to shake up this atrophied muse and get on with it. Writers write. It was an action verb last time I checked.

Onward…