If you couldn't tell from the title - and the thread that probably got buried in the boards over on that site that I happen to frequent concerning writers - I'm not partaking of National Novel Writing Month this year.
For more than one reason.
First and foremost, I really need to finish something that I've started writing. Whether it be a simple ficlet of some kind, or I get the gumption (and get over whatever the hell has been holding me back for the past ten months) and finish my novel or work out a clear direction of where Murphy and Me is going (which would be fabulous, too), I really need to finish something. So the idea that's kicking around in my head about the magics, mages, shape-shifters, fae, and all that good stuff? Well, I have some business I need to take care of before I can even think about opening that can of worms.
Note I said nothing about planning. I don't plan. I write. One of them little quirks of mine.
Am I going to change my mind about NaNo in a couple of days? Not likely. I really do need to finish something, if for no other reason than to say that I finished something. Most likely not going to be Murphy and Me at the present time, but maybe that damn novel I've been writing for six years. Maybe it's time to really close that sucker. Close it, look it over, contemplate, and think about actually sitting down and writing the sequel or maybe trying to get that published. Who knows. I really don't, and I"m the one writing the damn thing.
So, that's my plan of action for the next month. Good luck to all of you actually doing NaNo this year, and to those who aren't brave enough or have other reasons - like me - that you're skipping: Power to you for following your own mind.
[The giant London post is coming relatively soon. Promise.]