things that are more fun than making stuff up. This is a very important truth.

Today, so far: 2170 words. We are at 5,179 words so far, which is good for not writing Friday (I went to see my grandmother, who is not doing well at all), writing very little Saturday due to the burned hand, and none at all yesterday due to hand and spending time with my family. Great excuses, all, I know.

There's a lot going on this month. A great deal. It will be very busy. There's the usual stuff, NaNo, I'm heading up the grant committee at Avi's school and there's an insane amount to do there, Winter will be visiting, Thanksgiving at my house this year, and I need to spend more time with my grandmother. Friends who need some loving. Family who need some extra loving.

I wonder if I can write down the stuff I make up in my sleep?

5k at this point is reasonable, right? And as long as I don't do something stupid, like chop off my right hand, I can catch up.