Image via WikipediaNovember was a funky month for me. I was making great strides with a novel for the NaNoWriMo, where you chunk out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days with a few thousand of your pals, but about half way through the month I became a little encumbered by some medical issues and couldn't finish.
I learned a lot though and my family loves the story. They helped me by inspiring the characters. It's a story about us in the future. It's what we'd like to see happen next year if we could just up and "Green Acres" ourselves to the country, but 60 years in the future. What would Eddie Albert or Ava Gabor do in 2076? It turns out that my story ends up reading like Forrest Gump meets Petticoat Junction. Dunno if anyone other than Red1 will think that's funny or remotely interesting.