Nope, that was not me doing a drunk Chewbacca impression.
Here I am hitting the keyboard for effin NaNoWhat'sit and it was going ... okay ... at first.
I had a lot more typos because I was sailing ahead on the whole "It's about the words. Rewrite later. When you like have a whole novel to rewrite."
But this week, I find myself going back and tweaking and tweaking. Sure, the end result is better. But I could still be doing that next month. (Why is there no NaNoRe-WriMo?)
Okay. I could blog more about it. But then, that's less time writing, right?
Dang. I can't win, can I?