So the National Novel Writing Month plans are coming along slowly. It was probably only a matter of time before the boy person friend, bless his tiny heart, realised that NaNo contributions don’t have to be individual affairs.
Boy person friend: Can we collaborate? Ooh?
BPF: But don’t you want to help me to succeed?
Moi: But I did Script Frenzy with Smokey last year and we wrote about a hunnerd words.
BPF: But Smokey has a child and a husband. I am unencumbered.
Moi: It would be like when we try to buy peanut butter together.
BPF: No, no. [Thinks briefly about that experience.] Your ideas are legitimate. You can decide things. You can decide the colour of the toothbrush the main character uses.
Moi: You see?
BPF: No, no. [A pause, and then he gives a rakish sideways look.] Will it be red?
He is a sweetie.