EPIC Fail....

*hanging head in shame*

Ok, so in my last entry, I was determined to finish NaNoWriMo. I was set on my path that I was going to accomplish something this time around.

I am sad to report that this wasn't the case.

Not only did I not complete NaNo - I didn't even get it started! I haven't written one word all month! And I am so ashamed.

Unfortunately, reality - as much as we'd like to shove it aside - does get in the way. And in my world, that reality consists of a whole lot of family issues, two jobs, health problems, and general mental breakdowns. The latter of which are happening way too often for me to be comfortable with. I mean, I have no issues with admitting I'm a little nutsy-fagan. But lately I've begun wondering if I should be measured for the lovely white jackets, and put in a request for a decorator for my local rubber room.

It's nothing for you to worry about, my dear friends. I'm not going to go stereo-typical crackout and climb a clock tower with a rifle. And I don't have any desires to cause myself any harm (or others for that matter).

I just tend to float in and out of reality for awhile each day. My brain shuts off far more than I'd like it to. I'm convinced it's a defense mechanism. But against what - I'm not too sure.

I do plan on getting back into the swing of it all. I have a few submissions that I need to get in order for their deadlines. I promised myself I'd get to work on my website. And I do have to choose my next class.

Christmas is coming - that in itself brings a whole lot of family issues this year. And, I hate to say it, I'm dreading it's arrival. It's my first one without my father, and my grandfather (who's been in hospital for almost three months) might not be here to see it. It's going to be a tough one, that's for sure.

So, while I didn't accomplish my goal this year, I'm going to forgive myself. And promise to do better next year.