Buh Nan Nuhs

Because the calendar now says November, the month during which the world decides “We are all writers for thirty days!”, I have quite appropriately decided this is an excellent time during which to be evaded by the ability to string individual letters into meaningful sentences. Thus, another list:

1. Remember that whole, “I can’t wait to be back on submission and not sleeping! I am invincible warrior princess of editor-submission stress!” hubris-filled declaration? Right. Well. I still have hair left on my head and fairly controlled under-eye circles (thank you fantastic eye cream with Vitamin K), but if my recent sleep schedule were disclosed, this physical condition would seem the work of a higher power.
2. “Even authors who achieve what probably seems like Nirvana to the average NaNoWriMo participant — publication by a major house — will, for the most part, soon learn this dispiriting truth: Hardly anyone will read their books and next to no one will buy them.” —Laura Miller
3. Open invitation to anyone who completes fifty-thousand words over the next thirty days that s/he feels is submission-worthy to crawl on into my head. Open invitation to anyone who completes fifty-thousand words over the next thirty that are submission-worthy to buy me a Diet Coke and be my new best friend.

(Still hoping for good news.)