After dithering for half a year, and thinking about it everyday since Halloween, I've signed up for Confusion.
To say I'm looking forward to it is like saying a drowning man looks forward to their next breath of air. Only three more weeks of classes and I can get back to writing. Even tonight I banged out 750 words (fairly good ones) on the "NotTheRightWIP" project. I've been preparing myself to switch from the "study or work until 10pm everyday" to "work and write until 10pm everyday". Okay, well, maybe not every day (because, frankly, I'm burnt and need sleep and to get chores done), but a good deal of them. And given that 750 words was in 30 minutes as I was eating salad, I'm obviously chomping at the bit.