Someone is covering the second half of my shift today so I can go home and sleep this off. I was completely mute (I couldn't even make a sound to laugh) for three days. Last night, I was finally able to make a squeak, and I sounded remarkably like Mickey Mouse. I am still hoarse, and now I sound like I am going to hack up a lung. I am so ready to be able to breathe normally again!
But that is not the point of this post.
I started off NaNoWriMo fast and hard this year, and I knocked out 20,000 words easily in about the first week, and then I got sick. (And S.T.R.E.S.S.E.D.) It's not too late to catch up. I have more than half the book to write in a week, and I have a ton to do on my show (which has slowed me considerably with my book), but I am going to try to write and read and sleep this afternoon. Little by little, I may be able to catch up.
28K and 6 days to go. Wish me luck!