National Novel Writing Month [link] is here again and EXACTLY like last year, the book I've been planning for ages has decided not to be written this November. It will instead be replaced by yet another story whose first page I wrote randomly whilst trying to concentrate on something else.

It's a theme I've never used before. Housewifery. It's also stream of consciousness which basically means that any chapter planning is impossible. I simply know the beginning, end, the events in between and I simply have to keep writing until I hit the final page.

WAH. I let myself in for this every year, I swear...

In other news, I am feeling very very sick. Food is clearly not my friend today.