Hello again. I thought it best to freshen this site up a bit, considering nano 06 has ants in its pants and is practically here. Yes folks, in roughly 28 hours, novel craziness will set in. Frankly, its a yummy combination of excitement, dread, and scaredy-cat fear, but we'll do the best we can. I've been mulling over some ideas, mainly how to start and how many verbacious (I was going for something like loquacious, and probably should have settled for verbose, but verbacious sounds far trendier and quite hip, so I'll use that) characters I can think up. Whatever keeps the word count climbing.

What's a shame is that I had such a clever little post thought out in my strange quirk of a brain, but it dissipated and retreated to the far corners of my mind long before I decided to hunker down and write something. It was quite humorous, I kid you not.

I'm watching Deal or No Deal and I have to say, it's so addicting. I smell a month full of case-picking, deal-refusing, bald-Howie distractions. You know, something to gnaw on between bags of baby carrots. Speaking of, Meg & I have quite an adventurous afternoon planned tomorrow. It involves Target (elitely pronounced Tar-jay), a hat, some gloves (which I will hack at violently to rid them of fingertips...), leggings (yeah, we are going to be SO stylish), carrots, and other nano nourishment. Please donate to our fund. We are starving artists -- literally -- and are in desperate need of care packages. The larger the better. Thanks and mazel tov and kudos in advance.

I do toy with writing an autobio instead of fiction, especially considering that my autobio is the major project I'm going to have to intersperse with nano. But when it comes down to it, I want to write fiction. I want to build up my own world and, if the mood so strikes, destroy it later. Because I can. So I will.

Trying to think of various eccentric plot points and delicious supporting characters,
- Jackie (but you may call me J-Ro, or Jon Luc, whichever you may prefer)