In my next life, I come back independently wealthy

It’s week two of NaNo and I’ve passed through the first installment of “I hate myself. This book is boring as hell. What made me think I could do this?” into “I’d rather be writing, if it’s all the same to you.”

I’ve got characters poised, plot ready to happen. Evil ready to be revealed, conflict about to happen…and I. have. to. be. at. work.

This whole not being born independently wealthy thing is a real drag.