Alas, it wasn't to be so.
November 1st came and went. Then the 2nd, 3rd, 4th....the next thing I know, it's November 11th and I haven't written a word. Sigh....
It's not like I have any of my normal distractions, either. November 1st I swore off gaming, cleaning, cooking and all noteworthy interaction with my family.
But then my son informed me that Season 3 of The Walking Dead had been released on Netflix.
Come on.... I had to do it, had to watch the entire season in 4 days, popcorn and diet Coke my only source of sustenance. It was awesome. I was on a roll! Have you ever watched Extreme Cheapskates? Say Yes to the Dress? What Not to Wear? Uh, yes, I so went there. The ten year old was watching them, and so was I.
Then reality set in and I realized I was still at square zero.
November 11th I started writing--frantically.
November 23rd (that's today b.t.w.) I have written a total of 11,010 words. Seven days left of National Novel Writing Month, and that 50,000 word goal has never looked so distant.
So, I dedicate this post in honor of all those fellow procrastinators out there (Let's not mention that my ten year old showed me this video to make a point):











