NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow, and I feel somewhat anxious, a little nervous, and a whole lot uncertain. Maybe I’ll write a brilliant piece of prose.
Maybe I’ll fall flat on my face.
Most likely I’ll fall flat on my face.
But at least, I’ll have a few thousand words to cushion my fall…I hope.
This morning, I decided to get up half an hour earlier to write – just as a trial run – because for some reason, I’m way more creative in the morning.
I discovered that not only am I way more creative in the morning, I’m also way more lazy. And not above walking clear across the room to turn off the alarm, then stubbornly turning around and crawling back into bed.
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