I can’t sleep. There is a hum of excitement that is building. It’s in the air, in my dreams, itching at my skin. Tickling my fingers. I do believe I’m as giddy as a school girl. As jumpy as a first time roller coaster rider. As excited as a child as the sun sets on Halloween.
Why so excited?
Because at midnight on Halloween, you will find me, fingers splayed across my keyboard as the quest to write a book in a month begins.
I’m getting excited for National Novel Writing Month, Nanowrimo.