just a thought

I believe I will attempt to write 50,000 laughable loosely strung together words and call it a novel. I've never done that before. Once upon a time I had not jumped out of an airplane either but that was great fun. I'd do it again but my body won't let me. So I think I'll opt for bad novel writing.

Heres the link, NaNoWriMo, if anyone out there is itching to write, write, write, for nothing but personal gratification that it can be done. Maybe a story about a dog, a Buddhist dog at that. Sort of like Pluto on kryptonite meets Earl.

Any Ideas?