The Triumph of Hope Over Experience

One of these days I will finish writing a book. It probably won't be thanks to nanowrimo. This is the insane contest which runs every year, in which participants try to write a book of 50,000 words in one month. (There is no prize for winning except the satisfaction being a smart arse) I have signed up again this year in the vain hope it will make me finish one of the abandoned drafts littering my computer. I told my darkling about this last year, and he actually did it. He wrote a book called Cruel World which you can download off www.dangerouswriter.co.uk. You're supposed to write it all from scratch, but what's the likelihood of that, since last year I managed about 2oo words? Wish me luck!