I was not home today.

I’m sure there was hilarity and chaos (maybe not in that order), but I was not there to witness it; therefore, I cannot blog about it.

At this point you’re probably thinking, “Then why on Earth am I reading?” And to that I would say…


For those who don’t know, NaNoWriMo = National Novel Writing Month. See their website here.

During NaNoWriMo (in November), you’re supposed to write a whole novel in a month. That’s 50,000 words in 30 days. Yes, you read that correctly.

I attempt this daunting feat every year. And every year, I end up like this:

But it’s the effort that counts. It’s just for fun, and it’s not like I’m about to write the next great American novel. I’m a lot more likely to turn out something more like Twilight. Because I’m a 15-year-old girl at heart. And I still like to watch Disney.

I’m so ashamed.

I was going to share an excerpt with you of one of my previous novels, but as I went back to reread it, I discovered it sucks. Like really bad. Like I’m going to bury it in the backyard now.

But still, you all should join the NaNoWriMo fun! Because we’re pursuing our dreams of bad novels! Yay!¬†Find me there!