Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. The poet tells us April is the cruelest month. Perhaps November is the most complicated. Like other months, I start off with “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit”, the old phrase we said as kids at the beginning of each month, hoping to bring good luck. I could sure use a little good luck right about now.

Then, my title mashes up two other important themes for the month. Everyone was out last night for Halloween, also known as All Saint’s Eve. Today, is All Saints day, a day we remember those who have died. There is a great hymn which is often sung on All Saints day, or the Sunday immediately following, which begins,

For all the saints, who from their labors rest,
Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed.

Finally, today starts National Novel Writing Month. So, mashed all together, I get, “For all the rabbits, writing novels this month.”

In a few moments, I will shower, and drive to the train station. I have a big meeting in New York today. Providing I can find enough energy for myself and for my laptop, that will give me a great opportunity to start writing my novel.

That may be a challenge. Kim is fighting a cold and didn’t sleep well last night, so I worry that I may be fighting something similar and did not get much sleep on account of all her tossing last night. However, I did get a good working tagline for my proposed novel, “They saw their dreams start to come true online, but things don’t always turn out as planned.” It is going to be about the experiences of people in Second Life, and I hope this catches your interest, piques your curiosity, and that I actually get time to get this written.