Panic has set in.

As NaNoWriMo draws closer and closer, the more it hits me; this is a huge commitment. One that I really want to do. But I am so afraid that I am so far from ready. Plus I have to finish all my school stuff by November 18th. Well, Shit. And then there's the getting my wisdom teeth removed. Aka. Amanda writing while she's high on painkillers. Should be an interesting few days.

I've been reading more and more about NaNo in hopes of reassuring myself, but I think it's making the panic worse. Most people have 2,000 word outlines and know exactly what they are doing. I'm going into this basically blind and praying for the best. Hopefully next year will be better. Don't get me wrong, I'm gonna work my ass off to finish this one. But next year I'll know what to expect. And maybe be able to help out with organizing events in my town. There is no way I am going to be able to get through this by myself

Thankfully, I'll have plenty of cigarettes and caffeine and music. Maybe that will be enough