Clearly insane

I signed up late, but am formally registered (twice, actually, due to computer magick of the darker sort) in NaNoWriMo.org … so far, due to the surgical support stuff I’ve been doing this week, I’ve only managed 2230 words, but, hey, that’s almost 1/20 of the job. Since I’ve 23 days left, that would mean that I am just on target or a bit ahead.

I am very optimistic. I was fleshing out some backstory on the protagonist and, as I detailed the Horrible Experience that has scarred him and made him less, I found myself tearing up. The poor schmuck wasn’t given any good alternatives, and choosing between horrible and worse than horrible is so grossly unfair, and so TYPICAL of life, and … I assume that feeling this much sympathy for the protag’s plight is a Good Sign.

Well. I need to go find out some things about wolves. If you go dancing in the Cascade Coastal Range, stay away from Falls City; there’s werewolves there, I am discovering.

Word Count — 2230