I'm girding my loins and starting to think about this year's NaNoWriMo. 2009 was almost a total washout. I say almost 'cause I managed 25,000-ish words and got the beginnings of a good novel out of it. That said, yet again I didn't finish what I'd started. Infact I've now added it to the other two unfinished novels I have lurking about on hard drives ... which is, I'll admit, a poor show.
Nevermind! It's all words under the bridge. This year I'm going to crack the apathy.