What is wrong with me? I am the worst, Worst, WORST writer on the face of the earth. Clearly this NaNoWriMo thing is not going to work out. We are officially breaking up.
I can’t even think of a single thing to write about. And the few false starts I have made are so tragically bad that I can’t possibly post them. They would no doubt burn right through the series of tubes that is the Internet and cause some sort of black hole.
I give up. I am waving the white flag, throwing in the towel, and so on. Time to go watch football.