Once again, I am participating in NaNoWriMo. I know it's probably bad form to admit this, but I don't expect I'll win. I'm already struggling to find a balance between work, teaching, and home life. Adding in a 1,667 word count expectation every day borders on masochism. But I want to be a writer and writers write. Other writers are busy. They have families, jobs, and random obligations that threaten to derail their writing. The difference between those who regularly produce words and those who don't is that those who produce refuse to put the writing aside. They make it work. Somehow. So, that's my plan. I'm going to make this work. Somehow.