Three more days???

Three days.
Oh gosh.
Three days to plot and plan and freak out and do last minute research on the '20s.
Three days of not having to write 1,667 words a day.
Three days of sanity.

Three more days, and NaNoWriMo begins.

Well, actually Barricade Boys, it's three, but whatever.

But oh my gosh. Seriously. I am not ready. I'm the opposite of ready. I'm terrified and excited and intimidated and bouncing.

T h r e e  d a y s. 

This is not possible.
Doctor, where are you with the TARDIS? I'd like to go back a couple of months and make myself plot. 

Anywho. That was a rather short post, I guess. 

But hey, at least I posted!