For the past three years November has been the month where I just sulked beneath the doona/duvet/comforter (choose your language!) and waited for Christmas to arrive, because at least then the cold and dark were offset by parties and presents. But this year I am determined to not be a whinging git and keep myself busy. Among my Acts of Busy-ness will be NaNoWriMo, the 50,000 word Quantity Not Quality novel-writing thingo. I'm doing it in an unofficial capacity, since I've already started and that is against the rules. But I like writing under pressure and it will be good to churn some words out for the aforementioned Dietgirl draft. Let us hope it is more successful than my 2001 NaNo effort, Not The Greatest Story Ever Told. Just to add to the insanity, I signed up for Ms Fussy's NaBloPoMo thingy, in which you have to write a blog entry every day in November. Considering I have averaged about four entries per month this year, it will be fun to force myself to write fast and furious. It will hardly be Blogging Gold but it's about time I stopped angsting and arseing about with those dozen half-done entries and spewed out some new shit. So be sure to check back daily and nag me if it looks like I'm slacking off. Huzzah!