8 days...

Somehow November has managed to sneak up on me, again. It seems like only a few months ago I was busily running around typing madly on my computer... not an entire year. I cannot believe an entire year has gone by. I am experiencing a rather nasty shock.

Last year was my first year participating in NaNoWriMo, or just nano for all those who've drunk the crazy before. National Novel Writing Month was started by someone awesome (Chris Batey? I think) as a way to help hopeful writers finish a manuscript. The whole point is to write 50,000 words in one month. The month chosen for this psychoticness was November. I've been planning on participating in nano this year, but I have absolutely nothing ready. Not a damn thing. Last year I had this nice little outline and character sketchs and stuff. This year? I have a nebulous idea that is sort of floating in the back of my head under "This might be interesting."

I might just dive in anyways, I mean the worst that could happen is I don't get the word count. Which is what happened last year and I am not torn up about it at all. Having a super lax attitude just might make this possible, maybe.

In other news, my mother has gone of the deep end. She bought Nanoblocks. They're evil. It's basically Legos but for adults, and they are tiny. Freaking little things. They also have instructions like Legos does, no words, all pictures. I took me for freaking ever to finish the first thing I built, it's cool looking, but I swear I spent over an hour putting the little pieces together.

Once I find where I hid my camera I will put up some pictures of them.

This is the one I put together. The entire thing fits in the palm of my hand.