could I skip work to finish NaNo? Or would that be taking it too far? Or maybe I’ll just give up sleeping. Priorities, it’s all about priorities…
I don’t even really know anymore what kind of story I’m writing. Humor? Mystery? Romance? Still quite proud of the beginning, which is definitely all humor. But then the damn thing just had to go and make me work in all that drama and the feelings. The rewrites for this are going to take FOREVER. Really looking forward to December. *sigh*
Dammit, NaNo. I can do this. I can do this.
Is it cheating if I just add, like, thirty adverbs to every sentence? At this point, it’s probably my only chance of ever reaching 50k before Nov 30.
AHHH. Okay, I’m calm, it’s all good, I just don’t remember where I left that stupid plot…
My NaNo story is turning into a fucking mystery novel. That was supposed to be ONLY a sub-plot. Note to self: stop getting side-tracked and WRITE THE STORY. Jeez. It isn’t that difficult.
Why do I keep reading the words “Doctor Who” and “David Yates” in the same sentence? Someone tell me this isn’t true, please. Because… no. Just. No. Leave The Doctor alone, Mr. Yates.
Almost 4k today. I might just make it. You hear that, NaNo? Im not done with you just yet! *evil laugh*
AAAAAAAAAHH. I’m only at 17k. So. far. behind. Okay, okay, I’m gonna write at least 4k today. Why do I have to get sick in November? December is a much better month for the flu, isn’t it?
I have the Cold from Hell, there’s about a year’s supply of herbal tea in my kitchen cabinet, and it looks like winter outside - perfect day to get some writing done. So, dear NaNo story, would you please start cooperating, thank you.
Fuck this day. I’m just gonna spend all of it staring at pretty pictures.