Well La Dee Dah, guess who has the most dismal word count of all NaNoWriMo? That would be yours truly, weighing in at a whopping 168 words. I pondered whether or not to be daunted by that, but I decided not to be. I have spent every single day this month in various doctor’s office while my little girl has been poked, prodded, magnetized, and measured. I naively thought that I could write in the waiting rooms, but nooooo, I was playing Peek-A-Boo and singing Old McDonald until the other patients begged to die. The good news is that all of the testing is over, and although they have no idea what caused the seizures, everything looks normal. So we’ll keep her on the meds until January and reassess. Do I wish that I had started NaNoWriMo stronger? Sure. Do I begrudge what I was doing instead? Not one bit. How could I ever begrudge this?
And this weekend I’m going to catch up.
How are the rest of you doing with your writing this week? Is November going to be a heavy writing time, or are you taking a break?