Aah. Peace and quiet. November 1st. Time to start NaNoWriMo. Yippee. This is going to be so. much. fun. I can't wait.
Wait, I need a sip of coffee. Blech. This needs microwaved. Watch it spin. Spin spin spin. Beep! Mmm. Coffee. Ow! Hot. Duh.
Sit down. Open up Word. Where's the flashdrive? Oh, it's already in. Good. Time to write.
Was this chair always this uncomfortable?! What the heck? How am I supposed to write anything in this? How can I CREATE GENIUS in a FOLDING CHAIR?!
Okay, okay, okay. Stop stalling. Save the file so it can autosave. What to call it? No title. Of course you have no title, you have no plot. Oh my god. I have NO PLOT. Calm down. No plot, no problem, right? Gulp. Here we go!
Save as (typing) nanowrimo2. Begin. No really. BEGIN, moron.
Type type type...
by Jacqui Robbins.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven words. 49,993 to go. Woo-hoo!
Type, type, type...
Insert gripping first sentence that will leave readers unable to put book down here.
backspace backspace backspace...
...unable to put THE book down.
Okay, how many is that?