Dear Flannel Files Followers,
Your favorite butch is taking leave from blogging and her sanity for the month of November. Yes, I will be partaking of National Novel Writing Month. For those of you who are not familiar with NaNoWriMo, it’s a commitment to write 50,000 words in one month.
Consider it challenging and insane, like trying to count the number of lesbians at a Melissa Etheridge concert. 59, 60, 61 … Did I already count the one with the short hair?
I have an idea for a novel. And very little free time. Which should make for an interesting combo.
Plus, I’ve never written a novel before. Or even fiction for that matter. I’ve always found enough material examining my own life, self-involved butch that I am.
I will try to check in once in awhile. Because I just can’t quit you people!
Fifty thousand words in 30 days. Talk about crazy. Talk about butch.
Send good thoughts or straightjackets, in flannel, preferably.
If you’re doing NanoWriMo this year, give a shout back. Misery, company and all that good stuff.
Middle-age Butch
P.S. Supplies purchased today from big box store.
The Flannel Files 
Love the supplies. I am clearly not as prepared as you are.
Well, when in Rome. Or hell. Or wherever we will be for the next 30 days. Plus, I had coupons.
Yay! Me too! Can’t wait to read your book.
Ditto. Maybe I will see you at the bookstore in the a.m.
I’m there too, as ‘Widder’ … gonna be a blast!
The word count breaks down to about 1600 per day … we can do that easy-peasy. Right? 😀
Cool. Yep, just over 1600, I think. In our sleep.
Sleep? What is this sleep you speak of?
Go for it!
I am, George Davis. It’s Day 1 and I’ve met my word quota.
My NaNoWriMo account name is Professor_Awesome. Want to be my writing buddy?
What an awesome handle! Sure. Let’s be buddies. You can find me at rtheo. Not as fun as Professor Awesome, but then I was saving all of my good words for my novel.
They missed a trick not calling the popcorn Unskinny Pop. Now I’m going to be humming Poison songs all day…
Ain’t nothing wrong with Poison songs. “And baby, talk dirty to me …”
Ain’t nothing wrong with Poison songs. “And baby, talk dirty to me …” Oops my 80s are showing.
This is my fifth NaNo – nothing like it. So much fun – enjoy!
Ah, you’re an old pro. I must say I’m enjoying the community aspect of it all.