Well, November has officially begun, and we all know what month that is, don’t we?

I’m not doing it this year. I did it last year, finished it too. It was fun, it was stressing, it was exhausting and in the end I had some stuff I actually feel pretty good about. Y’know, in the midst of loads and loads of crap.

But I’m not doing it this year. At least, I don’t think I am. I just don’t feel I have the time, what with school and all. See also the part about how it was stressing and exhausting. I have done no planning, have no Idea what I would write if I were to change my mind right now, so I consider it unlikely that I will. Even if I do find time to write, I would rather spend it working on what I made last year, making that better.

Though it would be somewhat fun to just start where I ended last time and see if I could get some plot out of it. What I have so far is essentially a 50000 word introduction.

Damn, in the course of writing this post I’ve gone from “not this year” to “Well, we’ll see if there’s time.” This can’t be healthy.