And finally, here’s last year’s NaNo, a.k.a. The Year I Tried To Write Utter Crack But Then It Turned Sort Of Serious For Some Reason. I can’t fault the premise, tho. Basically: Jo’s not having a good day. She wakes up to find a dead guy on her porch and an alien in her bathroom and then the dead guy apparently walks off of his own accord and somebody’s turned her boyfriend’s estranged father into a gold statue and that’s not even the weird part. How did it turn from that to angst? I dunno, maybe I was in a bad mood that month.