Day...what now?

Yeah, I lost count of the days. I guess it's the 9th, or it might be the 10th. Pretty sure it's the 10th, actually. As you can probably guess, I haven't written much in the last three or four days. My word count is a little over 19,000, so I've still got a lead, but it's a much smaller lead than before. It's a scant day-and-a-half now, as opposed to my previous five.

I have been thinking about the story, though, and the plot has changed again. Not drastically, but some of the connections and reasons for character's actions have changed. Most of the last several days have been chaotic, though, between clubbing, working, classing, grading, and trying to sleep off the first two.

I've also come up with a plot idea for my next novel, but I'm trying to avoid thinking about it too much so that it doesn't distract me from NaNo. Perhaps I'll make December my own personal novel-writing month. Or maybe not. Ehh, I'm feeling ambiguous tonight! How frustrating. I did get a wonderful back rub from Fidgy, though, so the night has actually been pretty good. There are many, many worse things in life than being spoiled by Fidget.

Now, however, I believe I shall stop rambling and go write sleep.