When we last met Friend of SFist and NaNoWriMo participant, Brenda, she was about to begin her month-long sojourn into writer-hood and wondering whether she keeps on agreeing to do NaNoWriMo because she likes the challenge or she likes being a masochist. Two weeks into it and she’s already sick, stressed out, behind, and contemplating the eternal question every writer faces- t’is better to write and not have a life or have a life and not write. Hopefully, we won't find her at the end of November, face down on her laptop, having written nothing but "All work and no play make Jack a dull boy."