It’s November, which means it’s NaNoWriMo, which means I’m once again, for the sixth year straight, trying to write 50,000 words in 30 days. After just two days, I am not optimistic for this year. Foolishly I decided to attempt to write a satire about a public defender’s office. That was foolish because, frankly, this job isn’t very funny. Sure, I work with a bunch of funny people, most of them fascinating characters in their own right who amuse, anger, frustrate, and entertain me on a daily basis, but that doesn’t change the fact that what they do is deadly serious and really not very funny at all.
What was I thinking? [tags]nanowrimo[/tags]