For Halloween tonight, I'm going to put on a long black wig, some turqoise jewelery and gold rings, and go as Diana Gabaldon.
For the next thirty days after that, I'd like to write like Diana Gabaldon, too. And if I were living in Canberra on November 18th, I'd most certainly want to be at her book signing.
I read all of her Lord John books this month, but her magnum opus, the Outlander series, will have to wait until December, until after Nano. Because I have no self-control, and if I start to read one of her books during November, I will be reading, not writing, the rest of the month.