Those of us who are writers - or who like to call ourselves writers - will be aware of a strange phenomenon that occurs with frightening regularity.
We are writers; we love to write. Yet when the time comes to sit down and write, the need to do the ironing becomes imperative. It must take precedence over all else. It's a similar thing with the laundry, sorting out the wardrobe, and so on, not forgetting the essential task of blogging to tell everyone about it.
I'm only on day 2 of NaNoWriMo and already I'm procrastinating. I'll be fine when I get down to it ...
And I'm really hoping that I'll soon reach the stage when I'll be able to write NaNoWriMo without having to recall what it stands for and spelling out the initial letters each time.