Ahhh, the old NaNoWriMo. A few times now, I have been egged on to participate, and, even with the aforementioned cheating, I don’t usually get more than a few thousand words into the challenge before the daily word count requisite starts stacking up and the whole thing begins to look like a backed up toilet, a turgid mess of false starts, and even if I do manage to get going, it’s full of strained characters, peanut-studded dialogue and constipated plot twists.
The fact that you have completed it at all in the past means you’ve done a damn sight better than I ever did. I say shit or get off the pot!
