Despite my best intentions, I feel my strategy for NaNo is coming undone. From now through Tuesday, I predict I’ll have very little time to write (I’m projecting three to four thousand in that timeframe, if I really apply myself). Then I have Nat the entire next weekend. And there’s something about eating copious amounts of turkey coming up….
I’m not prepared to throw in the towel. Frankly, my throwing arm is weak, and I don’t want to embarrass myself. But I am facing the very real possibility I’m not going to cross the finish line this year. Even if that’s the case, I’ll still do my best, hoping to get as much of this story out of my plot-addled brain as I can. I’m already on day three of the seven days… that’s not too bad, right?