I'm having a blast so far with NaPoWriMo. As you can tell from the list on the right, the ideas are flowing like, well, a great big sloppy flowing thing. As soon as Frida goes down for her 1-hr nap, I pick up my pen and start writing. Today, two poem drafts in the span of half an hour. Whew.
How long will I be able to keep this up? Who knows. I will not question the muse.
Long live the great big sloppy flowing thing!