Although I still like my story, life has not allowed much time to sit down and work on it. And since I am not allowing myself to be pressured by the deadline and wordcount this year, I am feeling no pressure to work on it.
That is good and bad. Good that I don't hate the story yet, bad that it is still at about 5,000 words and has been since last week.
Oh well. I did make good progress on a Mes de los Muertos story today.
As long as I am writing, that is what is important, right?
This has been your NaNoWriMo progress report.