Things that have occured since thus far this month:
• I won NaNoWriMo by reaching 50k (over 55 actually) even though novel is not actually completed to date. I have a hold on most (alas, not all) of the threads of the story, but they are currently jumbled in two separate tangles which will not meet neatly in the middle leaving a huge, gaping hole in the crux of the tale.
Which would be easier to draft around (in the messy, first-drafty, scrawly fashion of the manuscript) if it were not for point the second:
• I developed a shockingly dreadful cold with associated chest infection which has been dogging my every breath for two weeks and promises to do so for another week or so.
For a good ten days of this I haven't been able to write; I have never been that ill before. I simply could not relate one sentence to another and keep a coherant narrative. I am now mostly able to string sentences into sensible paragraphs but consistent story threads are another case entirely.
Mostly I have:
• Spent my down time on the sofa, under a duvet, catching up on missed television and eating cheese.
I wish I was joking as the closest I have come to festive so far this December are the Christmas specials for Studio 60 & Boston Legal. For Christmas I would like a new immune system; my current one appears to have left for the holidays.
