Hold On Tight

She’s writing! She’s writing at the speed of, well, a snail. A very speedy snail, though. A snail on roller skates. Make that a skateboard since I don’t think snails have feet. Just a gross snotty sucky thing. Jesus, who veered the conversation to this?

Anyway, yes, she’s writing here on the first day of NaNoWriMo. Most importantly, she’s writing about us! Claudia and I just arrived at Maggie and Susan’s. The smartass cop and Holly arrived mere moments before us. Let the games begin! … Fine, we’ll wait for the others.

Watch that Roz-O-Meter over yonder. It’s going to move by day’s end. This is going to be a looooog month.