NaNoWriMo approaches and I have, perhaps foolishly, decided to join in. I've never written anything of length before so I'm quite sure that I'll fail, but I'll give it a shot. I'm going to write a trashy cyberpunk story about a badass guy and his efforts to generally be awesome. It's going to be terrible but I'm really looking forward to writing it. Of course, this means that November is approaching. That, and the conkers that litter the floor on my way to work, remind me that Winter is coming once more to ruin my fun and leave me wishing I could hibernate for 3 months. My employer tells me that hibernation is not an option, so I'm going to try my best to motivate myself through the season. NaNo is the start, but I'm hoping that I can follow it up with some other projects to keep me enthusiastic. I always come through Winter wondering what I did with my time, and I don't want that to happen again. Summer was good this year. Not as much sitting in fields as past years, but there was plenty of fun to be had all the same. My one gripe is a tricky one to pin down: it is that although I have my usual Summer anthems from the year, I didn't get out clubbing at all, so I never had the chance to share them with others. That's kind of a shame, and I guess it's the way things go as you grow up.