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I've thought up a hundred different LJ posts the last three weeks, but haven't been able to make myself actually sit down and type anything up.  I managed 15k words this NaNo, almost all written prior to November 9th.  Day to day, I'll find myself doing okay, then remembering that there's a black hole on the horizon, ready to swallow us all whole.  Expect to see TV watching continue to go up and up for me, as I retreat into the warm comfort of escapism.