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I capture the tenement

Sit­ting in front of a blank file titled “NaNoWriMo2009.docx” won­der­ing where all the words that flooded my head for the past month have gone, it sud­denly seems like a bril­liant plan to take part in NaBlo­PoMo as well. This reminds me a lot of being in Uni, when it sud­denly seemed like a good idea to scrub the flat from top to bot­tom the day before an exam, but if it gets me doing two things I want to do more of (writ­ing and blog­ging), and see­ing as no-one’s going to mark the res­ults — although they may taunt me for the rest of my nat­ural life if I fail at either — I’ll run with it. I’m temp­ted to make myself take a photo a day through­out Novem­ber as well, and blog that, too. Hell, why not go the whole hog and run a mara­thon every day in Novem­ber, Sarah?

Novem­ber is my planned month of end­less health. Tech­nic­ally you can’t plan these things, but it’s surely due, after spend­ing the whole of Octo­ber with vari­ous vir­uses. Virus begets virus, it turns out. Over the course of the month I’ve done pos­sible ‘flu, stink­ing cold, ton­sil­itis, laryngitis, to the point that the doc­tor has now given me anti­bi­ot­ics just in case there’s some­thing kil­lable in there. If I was well enough to leave the house for even half of the days in the month, I’d be sur­prised, and when I did go out I man­aged to get myself attacked in Waitrose (Waitrose! Maybe you expect to get kicked by ran­dom strangers while stand­ing in the bakery aisle of Lidl, but Waitrose?!), mean­ing the whole of the month of Octo­ber can safely be filed under A for “Atrocious”.

But Novem­ber? Novem­ber, you’re going to be won­der­ful. Together we’ll write a book, a blog, take pho­to­graphs, catch up and get ahead with work pro­jects, leave the house on a daily basis (okay, we can work on get­ting to the top of the street without dying again before we start on the daily mara­thons), catch no germs and be okay.

C’mon Novem­ber: let’s get started.

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