After all that trouble, all that confusion, all that effort and time I wasted…
I winged it.
I spent hours pondering possible topics, wasting precious NaNoing time to think about it and trying compile the perfect speech and then it all came down to it: The day, the lesson, the open floor and the utter blank and thusly the complete lack of notes.
So, what do I do?
I make people laugh.
I flap arms around and flick my wrists and spew nonsense and make them laugh so much they don’t notice I have no idea what I’m doing.
It’s a gift.
It’s also a pain in the arse.
