NaNo starts for me in about ten minutes now. I just lost my two hour prep due to taking a face plant on the kitchen floor shortly after ten and having to spend an hour sitting on the floor with icepacks on my face and back of my neck. Split lip and blood blister. Bruised left cheek bone. Probably black eye by tomorrow. Whiplashed neck. Jarred ribs. Heaadache.
Two hours too late to scare the trick-or-treaters without aid of a mask.
But what am I wasting all these words here for?