the epic fail and a little more of Magnus

NaNoWriMo is not happening for me this year.

Irony, right? The writer is not writing.

And is it bad that the main reason for my non-participation is the bandwagon-y aspect of it as it sweeps the nation – err, the workplace? Everyone in my social circle, it seems, is trying their hand at writing the requisite 50K words this month, and in true neurotic, petty, insular Garbo-esque fashion, I simply want to be alone.

I don’t want to share writing tips or plot points or character motivations. I do...