I spend all goddamn day trying to craft perfect sentences, so my hat's off to you continuing to write when you're not nominally working.

When I'm off-duty, le mot juste can go fuck itself.

I have a friend who does this every year. The mind boggles.

I try (with less enthusiasm) each year, but unfortunately this is usually the month I come down with a fantastic head cold.

I tried it last year but didn't even know I was doing a thing.

I haven't written any fiction since college, but this month I'm actually going for it. I'm taking the easy way out and going for schlocky genre fiction.

I nearly succeeded two years ago and never got started last year, but 2011: it's on, motherfucker. Here's hoping for some miserable weather to keep me indoors and the ability to avoid the temptations of "Arkham City" and the new Murakami book.

I have a very strict Dark Souls/Star Trek evening routine. Unfortunately, this does not include writing any type of fiction.

Though, it would be fun to work on the same novel every November for a decade. I could probably finish by then.

I'm just going to make a book out of my tweets.

It's going to be a very sad book.