Excuse me while I just sit here in stunned fear. That's right, NaNoWriMo begins in six hours and I'm cacking myself. Why, Willow? You've done this five years in a row now? Yes, little minion voice, I have. But previously I didn't have to grow up and do Shitty Adult Things, all whilst drowning under… Continue reading I Can’t Believe It’s NaNo-Freakin-WriMo Again
I should be doing an essay this very second. Am I though? What I am doing, however, is pushing through the first draft of my NaNoWriMo novel, Drown in a Bottle of Keys. I am that determined to pretend my essay will write itself. I have to say, with a little encouragement/writer’s block demolishing from… Continue reading Drowning in a Bottle of LIFE, more like.