Day two of National Novel Writing Month, and I've decided to commit.
It was a bit impulsive, in continuing with my impulsive month of October, where I overcommitted in more than one aspect of my life. This included running a half marathon on a "whim" and injuring a tendon in my foot bad enough where I had to walk around in a boot for two weeks (and am still not healed). So, while I heal from said injury, I'm going to commit to NaNoWriMo again this month.
Like I said, it's a bit impulsive, and I have no real plot in mind. Just a character and an opening scene which has made me laugh more than once at the ridiculousness. Inspiration: the last year of my life. Where everything goes wrong.
Sounds like a good plot, eh?