Went to see The Hobbit. Good stuff, though not what I remembered from reading the book ages ago.
And this edition NaNoWriMo is done with 2 days advance. Still no ending in sight for the book.
I’ve found my doppelganger: guy with same name, same age, living where I was born. Alien impersonator or evil twin?
I’m supposed to be writing an ending, but this feels more like I’m writing book 2 in the series. The characters seem happy to take detours.
And he’s supposed to be into dark gritty stuff. Maybe I’ll have to tone the whole thing down during the rewrite.