It goes without saying I’m doing NaNoWriMo, right? Seven years makes it a tradition. You can’t skip tradition. Right? Right.
Not much to report. Spinning wheels. I have my story, know what to do with it, but Troll Cullen insists something is wrong. Where he is right. He also insists that I fix it NOW DAMN IT NOW! Where he is wrong. I need to hit quota first.
He’s digging in his heels, writing blog post, doing everything but working. However, know that once this post goes up the two of us will be back at work.
This, too, is tradition.