Pornokitsch

Excuse:  Too Depressed

Yikes.  It's November 27 and you may not quite meet your goal of 50,000 words for the month of November.  (Word count: 238 - list of possible titles.)  But who are you kidding?  You're not a novelist, just some lame-o schmuck with foolish ambitions and pointless dreams.  Everyone else on Twitter/Facebook/LJ/Tmblr/the NaNo site is way past 50,000 words by now; hell, they probably have enough for two books and you couldn't even decide what to name your heroine, much less what shade of green her eyes are flecked with.   How are you supposed to write an entire novel from someone's point of view if you don't even know what she looks like? 

Life sucks.