November was another record-breaking month here at HeroPress with 173 posts published in the month, up from October's previous high of 167.
Of course, you could argue that I was cheating a bit because of my daily "vision board" posts - as my contribution to NaNoWriMo - but I'm still proudly claiming the 5.77 posts-a-day average!
The latter part of the month also saw an influx of readers to HeroPress, but it turned out that the majority of them were almost certainly Russian bots in the wake of Black Friday.
No, I'm not sure what they hoped to glean from bombarding old stories from the HeroPress archive, but then the dark arts of the Internetz leave me constantly bamboozled.
Away from HeroPress, I think the biggest geeky change I made was one of my 'returns to first principles', where I'd been wondering about the future of the wargaming side of my hobbies - as I was packing everything away for our (hopeful) house move - and I was reminded how much time and effort had put into zombie-themed gaming in the early days of HeroPress.
|The Walking Dead: All Out War|
So, I dived back in, with a combination birthday-present-to-self and some Black Friday deals, which means you should look out for more zombie miniature coverage on HeroPress next year.
It also turned out that November was a month of dramatic highs and lows.
I had a brilliant birthday, which spilled over into some unexpectedly awesome presents from friends in the following weeks, but I also hit some frustrating lows.
The other week a well-intentioned gesture by a lovely old university friend had the unexpected side effect of sending me to a very dark place.
However, eventually I talked it over with Rachel and she pulled me back into the light.
Then I'd been offered an amazing - unique - chance to meet a hero of mine and get a preview of a certain film, but the very morning we were preparing to go (about 20 minutes before we were scheduled to leave), my body let me down.
Rachel had planned our day like a military operation, and I was unbelievably excited for this opportunity, so this wasn't my usual panic attack scenario or anything like that.
I'd been stricken with an unexpectedly heavy, and dramatically sudden, cold (man-flu?) that has subsequently knocked me for six, deprived me of sleep, and generally made me feel really rough for days now.
I can't remember a cold in recent years lasting this long.
The cold alone would have been annoying, but the cruel timing was the icing on the cake.