November 30, 2004

One

Another anniversary, so soon after the last. Perhaps it's something about the time of year.

Well, Incognito is done, for whatever that's worth. I figure I'd better state that outright, since some people have found it difficult to tell :) It's been fun, I guess, but also quite taxing. I don't think I'll be doing anything like it again in a hurry. And only 16,000 words. Christ knows how anybody got through a proper NaNoWriMo, my hat is off to them.

I'm glad it's over, anyway. Some parts I'm quite pleased with, others are complete rubbish, but that's only to be expected. Perhaps I'll come back to it in a month or two and give it a second draft. Perhaps not.

In the meantime, if you enjoyed it -- or even if you thought it was load of old wank -- drop me a line, since you can't comment at the moment. (More on that as and when.)

To no-one's surprise, Saturday night did not mark the end of my relationship with Ian. It was bad night, though. I slept on the sofa, and we didn't make up until the next day.

My cold pretty much followed the predicted pattern, and I've spent quite a lot of the last three days in bed. But it seems a bit better now, so I'll probably be back to work tomorrow. Oh joy.
Posted by matt at November 30, 2004 06:51 PM

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