NaNoWriMo

I recently found out about NaNoWriMo from a friend at work. It's a non-profit, friendly writing competition—meaning there's no real prizes, or, I guess I should say, no tangible prizes. All prizes from this competition will come in the formless form of self-gratification and confidence in your writing abilities—which, actually, sounds pretty damn good to me right about now.
Basically, the idea is to write 50,000 words in one month (November). In other words—the idea is to write a novel (draft) in one month. Right now, for me personally, it sounds crazy, and scary, and pretty much impossible—especially when considering my past history of spending weeks writing opening paragraphs to stories that end up going nowhere—end up being stuffed into various trash-receptacles. Despite all of my weaknesses and insecurities, however, it's these impossible things—these seemingly unattainable things that keep me breathing and moving forward in life.

Or, maybe I just really like to write.

Anyway, wish me luck—whoever you are.