Crap. Has it been twenty days already? I don't think I need to say I'm seriously behind on my word count.
It's not that I haven't been writing. I have. Lots of it. It's just that all the writing I've done this past month has mostly been of the speeches, essays, book forewords and book reviews variety. After all that, the last thing I want to do when I get home from work is to wrack my brains for a novel. In addition to that, the gallery I work for just held a HUGE event (I've mentioned this before I believe) yesterday, where People of Royalty came and graced us with their Presence. It was all a huge fuss and all so we were all understandably kept busy.
It's true what they say. If you want to write a novel, don't have a writing job as your day job. You'll have written a lot during work, and by the time you get home, you'll be too tired to write anything for yourself.
Having said that, I believe NaNoWriMo's not over yet. So there's still time for me to catch up on my word count. Even if some people might consider what I'm about to take on as madness.
Madness?! This! Is! NaNoWriMo!
Okay. Sorry. That was lame.