Ahh--the smell of NaNoWriMo is in the air

It's a wonderful smell. The smell of nonsensical plots, egregious run-ons, write-ins (if you're lucky enough to find a group), blatant word padding, and sobbing into the wee hours of the morning as you curse the name of Chris Baty.

If you have no clue what I'm talking about or who Chris Baty is, head on over to NaNoWriMo.org. And if you have the vaguest interest in writing, sign up. Go on. I dare you. And so do Chris Baty and about 75,000 other WriMos.

And I'm having issues getting my participant icon into my sidebar. Until I do (and maybe even after), it'll remain in this post.