I know what I’m doing for NaNoWriMo this year.  So, what do I do with October?

Ah.  From a tangential mention from my beloved wife, I’m going to spend October writing down the facts my father-in-law has told me over the past quarter century… WWII, the Hungarian Gulag, his escape in 1956.  It lends itself to a story, but I want the facts down before he dies, so he can check it.  Should take no more than two weeks.

You’ll be hard pressed to believe it when you see the raw data.