Tonight would see the perfect time to write about the Apocalypse. Alas, it is a better time to watch a scary movie and eat pumpkin pie.
NaNoWriMo officially kicks off at midnight, and I still have another chapter of novel to write up before I can even start racing along apace. Somehow, I think that my dream of 100,000 words before January 1st may be a pipedream. However, if I refind the muse tomorrow morning, I may be in with a chance.
Now, where did I put that scythe?