National Novel Writing Month is here again, and I’m positively terrified of whether or not I make my wordcount. Last year, I took part in one of the word wars and produced nearly double what I needed (most of which was crap, but that’s the way it always goes!). But this year I’m under the suggested daily goal. Constantly under. Oh, occasionally I’ll have good make-up days and sprint back up to that nice line on the graph the website has for us, but most of the time my bars don’t reach that high.
Perhaps this is a result of my constant attempts to perfect the art of procrastination. Oh well. You win some, you lose some.