Bleh.

I am sick. As in, Saturday I developed a sore throat that morphed yesterday into full-body aches, chills, and general misery. My temperature got up to 103. Today is slightly better, but I still feel blah. Needless to say, I haven't been writing.

I think I'm just going to call November - "National Novel Writing Month" - a wash, which is ironic. I'm still gonna try to write later this week, but my 10K goal is shot. My end-of-year goal of 50K total still remains, however. We'll see.