As very few of you have noticed, and even less of you cared, blogging has been a little light lately. This is because I’ve been embarking on a ridiculous literary adventure, under the umbrella of National Novel Writing Month (which is shortened to NaNoWriMo by those not smart enough to shorten it all the way to NaNo.) The idea is simple, to sit down and write a 50,000 word novel in November. Thirty days, 50,000 words. That’s 1,667 words a day, a figure that I saw many, many times as I fired up Windows calculator to figure out what sort of ridiculous, relentless pace I’d have to keep up for the month. “If I give up now for today, ...