Two days in to NaBloPoMo, November's bloggers seem to be almost universally fixated on one of two subjects: Halloween and NaBloPoMo itself. Most blogs I've checked out so far agree that Friday night was really fun but OMG how are they going to make it through a month of posting every day and why did they decide to do this again or at all in the first place? Which leads me to wonder, what is it about this completely voluntary exercise that incites such whining? Is this just customary throat clearing before everyone gets down to brass tacks? Was I a fool to think that just one post of pre-NaBloPoMo hand-wringing was enough? What kind of foot-dragging masochism have I gotten myself into?
The author of A Little Radish, today's kinda-randomly-selected "A"-name blog, calls NaBloPoMo her "month long, obnoxiously mundane, slow poke in the eye, adventures in daily blogging." Yikes! And this is from a woman whose son and husband were both felled by a nasty puke virus this week-- which means she, far moreso than myself, is a hardened veteran of unpleasant situations. I've never even cleaned up my own vomit, let alone someone else's, but I imagine doing so would imbue a person with a certain kind of super-human resiliency that would, at the very least, enable them to blog once a day for 30 days without much gnashing of teeth.

Fame is mine!