So, my brain hurts.
And not just because I've written 53,000 words in the last 19 days. I've been attacked by my sinuses.
As a general rule, I can pretty much count on my sinuses being absolutely rude to me from October to April. Despite a variety of allergy medications, a steady diet of Tylenol, and the tedious task of Neti-potting twice a day (What's Neti-potting you may ask? Here's a link...it's gross...but essential to my survival)my upper respiratory system has decided to rebel against my existence.
Despite all my best defenses against sinusitis, it has attacked me full force. The worst symptom of all has to be the headache that will not go away. Actually, I lied. While the headache is bad, the worst symptom is a direct result of the headache.
My creativity done and left me. That's right. My source of thought and energy for my writing abandoned me right in the middle of National Novel Writing Month. The nerve.
So, I'm struggling, to say the least.
The great news is that even though the creativity left, I have a strong willed nature and perseverance still standing strong. Nothing can make them go away. Not a drippy nose. Not a low grade never ending fever. Not even a headache that would make a boxer cry. No, despite my body's defiant rebellion, I'm sticking it out. I may be slower. I may be weaker. I may be grumpy and I may lack inspiration, but I'm finishing this book in November.
And that is all I have to say about that.