I tried to do it last year, but just couldn't get a plot going, and it just felt hopeless. I didn't feel good about just writing for the sake of writing when I am taking time away from my family to do this, I wanted more at the end of it than 50,000 words. But this year I have a plot, and I'm excited about it! Actually, it came to me early this morning while I was in bed halfway between sleeping and waking, on November 1st, and if that isn't a sign I don't know what is.
I spent a couple of hours this morning fleshing out the outline, and I've got 1864 words already. I'm thinking I'll take a break from my other book (see my siggy) which is pretty emotionally draining and honestly the hardest writing work I've ever done, and just make this about having fun.
I'm already feeling a bit of self-doubt creeping in, though. Any of you dealing with that?