*headdesk* (NaNoWriMo)

Lordy, but I'm tired. Part of me really wants to hit 6,000 words tonight (I'm at 5,891 right now), and the other part of me is saying: "Dude, go to bed."

Another part of me is saying: "Come on, it's 109 words! You can do that!"

And a third part of me is saying: "You know, if you stay up even just a little bit more, by writing 777 words, you'll have written your quota for four days instead of only three! It's a palindrome, too! You know you want to..."

Yet another cheering section is agreeing with the last voice: "You might be crazy for doing it, but it might be better to do it now so that you have a cushion for when you'll inevitably crash and burn. Maybe then you won't fail miserably like you did the last two years."

Then the first voice chimes back in: "Dude, go to bed. If you get enough sleep, then you won't crash and burn later. Pacing is good."

A fifth voices pipes up at that point: "Pacing, shmacing! What about inspiration? What about ART?" (Yes, with that emphasis.)

I really hate my brain sometimes.

I have to post my reply to my Bluebook JP. I shall go do that now. If I have the energy after that, I shall try for 109 words. 109 words isn't hard.