The problem with promising to blog regularly as soon as National Novel Writing Month is over is that as soon as NaNoWriMo is over, there are only twenty-five days left until Christmas.
One of these years I'm going to figure out how to do all of these things simultaneously. But for now, blogging is just going to continue to be a bit desultory.
And what's desultory blogging without a cat picture?
Smidge, by the way, would like you to know that that is NOT a balloon string in front of his face. He does NOT try to play with the balloon that Kitten bought me on my birthday; adult cats do not demean themselves by sneaking off at every opportunity to wage fierce imaginary warfare on EBIL BALLOON STRINGS OF DOOM!!! or anything like that. That's his story, and he's sticking to it. :)