Contrary to my mental well-being, I am doing the whole NaNoWriMo thing.  Again.  This time for the hat trick.  I started late so I’m already under the word count gun.  Thus far the best, and by best I mean the only semi-coherent, portions of this ‘novel’ involve drag queens screaming obscenities.  So, it’s Pulitzer Prize for Fiction bait, obvs.