Hello, can you hear me? I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be. When we were younger and free.

I am beyond super busy. Done so much this year.

In other news, I'm moving out. As of this moment.

Hench the busyness.

I'm in the middle of my two weeks leave. It could not have come sooner, even though I love this job, I could feel myself slowing down and getting tired. I had the first part of last week to just chill and got given the keys on the Friday (30th.) Me and the most amazing man in the world will soon have all our stuff in there.

I'm trying to do Nanowrimo.

Note the word 'trying'

It's hard to write when your moving.

To slightly contradict myself, I did work today (Monday) and got a shift tomorrow (Tuesday) because I'm supporting someone to do a course at college. As their key worker - although how can I be a key worker when I'm the only supporter they have on a regualar basis- I'm responsible for ensuring this persons Support.

I have no underlings.

I want my own staff.

I totaled up everything that I wrote and its come to 120,000 words. Thats a full novel.

There is just one problem.

Those words are not all in the same piece of work.

Fuck.

Some dickward swiped my car as he drove past and took off the wing mirror.

Not what I need when I use my car for work.

All I want to do is find a tight little corner. Take my laptop, its charger and a usb cable and just write.

Also pay rise. For some of my work. I have a second (or second and half role) where I will get £9 an hour.

Fucking yay!

Need that.

Not sure what else to write.

This seems to be the best way to put on paper how my brain works.

Just jumping from one thing to

SQUARRAL

A Letter To my NaNoWriMo Characters.

Dear characters of my nanowrimo novel,

argh...Why didn't I think of that sooner?

OK, I did think of it sooner, but I didn't notice it and it was right in front of me. This idea that I wrote in Chapter five is going to be able to sustain the entire story while linking up all the other plot arcs. It was right there.

Jason, Hows the arm? Don't worry, I love you. You are no longer just a side story, You are now a main character, and don’t worry, I’ll make sure you childhood friend stays alive.

Lucan, there is no way in hell that I'm going to break up your relationship with Jason. In fact this book will make your love even stronger. You may have been a side plot, but you are so important you are going into the main story.

Cassy, you were the reason I was basing my head against metaphorical wall, I'm not going to write your plot any-more. Unfortunately you already exist in chapters two through four, so I can't kill you without reason, from now on you are just an extra who need to fill a seat. You were meant to be the Katniss or the Herminone of the story. Instead you are some dumb Texan who keeps getting in my way.

Terrance, I really don't know what to do with you. Maybe your story will come about later on.

William, or Wolfram if you say so. I do feel sorry for you, I may have killed your parents, made you grow up on the streets, ruined your relationship with Tamsyn and turned your best friend into a mindless killer who turned on his own brother but please do remember that I am feeling sorry for you. Wolfy, although you need to move on, I'll let you curl up and cry in your bed for a while, you've been strong for far far too long.

Tamsyn, You are tap dancing on the line between good and evil, you do realise that people who read this are going to hate you and I hate your parents. I am going to have so much fun for you

Sam, erm...sorry mate.

Lewis, How are you keeping? You seem to be in a coma right now. The story is somewhat centred around you, so we kinda need you, so if you could wake up just at the start of act two, that would be great. Also when you do come back, could you stop being so nostalgic, that would be a great help.

I hope you are all having nice evening

Yours with love,

Tom.