What's really bumming me out - and harshing my word count - is this head/chest/full-body cold that's been grinding me down since Friday. When I get sick, it tends to get worse each day instead of better (I mean, eventually it gets better, but the worst is days 5-7 or so instead of day 1). I need to remember that in the future so I can stock up on soup and cereal and THINGS I NEED TO LIVE! Also, you'd think that being wrapped in blankets forced to hide away from other humans would result in writing, but so far it has only resulted in sleeping and whining.
Hey, nano veterans, what do you do when you realize your novel needs a major stylistic change? Mine is way too dry and serious, and it needs more fun and snark and sex... but that means personality-shifting characters and changing a lot of basic stuff. Do you just make a little line break, write "okay, just pretend a bunch of other stuff happened in the last 10,000 words" and then continue the plot? Normally I'd delete about 80% of what's here and rewrite, but that's not really a November-friendly option.
I can't help thinking that soup would make all of this better, but the store is like BLOCKS away.
ETA: Starvation averted. Punnily named Thai place located a smaller number of blocks away from me. Take-out, then words, then sleeping. Huzzah!