Well, folks, I hope you weren't especially attached to my free time and to my sanity, because I've decided to put them both into a coma for the month of November. That's right, I've decided to crank out one of them 30-day novels.

There are two thoughts that I'm having on this.

One is that I'm very excited to finally have an excuse to write the bullshit novel that's been in my head for a few years now. The great part about this is that the book is kinda retarded, and I've always thought that if I were going to put forth the effort to write a novel, I'd want to write something much better than this junk (It's kind of a cross between Walden, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, and Cheech & Chong's Up in Smoke. Though this, of course, is subject to change once I start actually writing the damn thing).

The second thought I have is that I'm going to look at this as a learning process. I'm not one of those writers who can go on with lots of words. I have always tried to be concise, so being prolific and allowing myself lots of room will be new for me.

In any case, I'm going to need a lot of caffiene.