Earlier this month, Jess suggested I take part in NaNoWriMo . I laughed. Then I thought about it for 12 hours and said, Sure! Then I started recruiting other people to join. If I can do it, working 50 hours a week, so can you! People have begun asking me, What's your plan? Plan? I asked myself, I need a plan if I want to write a novel in a month? So now I need a plan.* *I at least have an idea for the story. I was telling Amelia last night that I haven't decided on what big crisis will kick-start everything, and she said, "I think she should be dying." "No," I said, my nose wrinkled, "because then I already know how it ends." "How?" she asked. "She dies," I said, "obviously." "Unless..." she suggested slowly, "it's Star Trek." She looked startled, surprised by herself, "Oh my gosh. 2008 Amelia would never have even thought that."