Well the count down is at seven days to the start of NaNoWriMo. I’m starting to get anxious about it. I have resigned myself to do my best and I think that my wife is going to support me while I try to hit that deadline of 1667 words a day. I am excited but I also have this sense of dread. It is hard to explain, and I feel like I’m being torn in two separate directions. I am truly excited to get to write with a deadline (which I feel I need badly) and with a decent story idea rolling around in my head. I’ve \just started to uncover my story “fossil”, as Mr. King would say, and it really has me anxious to get writing. I’m actually to the point where I don’t want to wait the seven days to get started.

On the flip side, I am scared to dead that I have to write 1667 words a day and still work, take care of my household and spend time with my wife and family. I have really battling with this little bit over the last few days. I’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that , yeah a few loads of laundry may not get done, and I may not be able to spend as much time with my family as I do now, but damn it I really want to write. I know that they love me and I hope that they will still love me on December 1st, because I’m going to do my best to finish my 50,000 words. Look out NaNoWriMo here I come.

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