It’s been less than 2 hours…

And already, I feel a need to apologize.

I apologize first and foremost to my family. There’s guaranteed to be water cups in the bathroom. Possibly half drank coffee cups by the bed, and maybe even empty Starbucks cups in the diaper bag.

I apologize to my colleagues. I’m trying to listen to the words that are coming out of your mouth, but I’m trying to think about bringing more action into the life of my protagonist.

Finally, I’d like to apologize to my body. Yes, I sacrificed breakfast this morning for 300 hundred words, and that’s just the beginning. Sorry for not giving you more sleep. Apologies for the copious caffeine.   To my waistline, I’m sorry, and I’m not quite sure what direction you’re going in. But based on last year, you’re probably going the wrong direction. To my tie collection, know that when December rolls around, you will once again be prepped with the proper shirt the night before, but for now, for November, you will go with whatever does not need to be ironed and smells clean.

Noveling has begun.