So far I am not doing well this year for Camp NaNoWriMo, at least not where word count is concerned. I think my personal life is conspiring against me to keep me from getting much of anything done. Isn’t that usually how it works?

I have only one chapter of my novel written so far, but at least I am semi-happy with it. I have an idea of where the story needs to go for a change, but my biggest thing is finding the time to actually sit down and put words on paper. It wouldn’t be such an issue if there weren’t so many important things that were pressing in my life right now. Doctors need to be seen, appointments need to be kept, and babies need to be tended to, even if it means you are too exhausted to write a coherent sentence once you have them to sleep.

You don’t need to see the screen or the keyboard, the cat believes looking at him is infinitely more interesting…

Sorry no updates until now, pardon me while I return to fighting the cat for custody of my keyboard. You may now return to your regularly scheduled blog surfing.