NaNoWriMo is officially on, and, officially, I have no clue what I'll be writing about. Last year, I was all "oh, I'm going to capitalize on this vampire romance stuff and really write a novel and edit it and it'll be great" and then December happened and then January, February, etc... and I didn't touch that horrible piece of trash. Now it's November again. And Silas is sleeping and judging by the time, I have at least thirty minutes to myself.
I need to learn to jump on these times for noveling this month. We'll see how that goes. First I have to eat my lunch (it's 4pm here) and then I need to stop thinking today is Friday. I'm honestly not sure which one will happen first.