Too bad every month isn’t NaNoWriMo! I say that, but if it were, I would probably keel over pretty quickly. By day 7 of NaNoWriMo I will have doubled my total word count for Compendium, which is great. That said, I have serious doubts about making it to day 7 still on track. I was able to get ahead a little yesterday (on Sunday), but we are in the busy season at work, and I have a deal closing this week, so I am rightly worried that the NaNoWriMo pace will be unsustainable. I will just have to slog through some how. I just have to suck it up, because every November is and will continue to be the busy season, so I just need to come to terms with that and figure out how to balance my commitment to my career and my commitment to myself. Hint: They are both very important to me!
If I can make it through this month and win NaNoWriMo, I will have completed the initial first draft for over half of Compendium, and that will be an excellent feeling. It does not hurt that I am getting into the exciting part of the writing. The set up is all well and good, but the particular section that I am working on I have been dying to write, so I am pretty motivated to keep with it (time and brain power allowing). I have a separate blog post planned regarding my feelings about the movie Ender’s Game, but that will probably (definitely) have to wait until the weekend and possibly until the end of NaNoWriMo… in fact, what am I even doing blogging? Shouldn’t I be working on my novel? I’ve just wasted 287 (no, wait, 290, no wait…) on something that is not my novel and cannot count towards my NaNoWriMo goal. Ahhhhhhh! *runs screaming in circles and collapses*
Well, on that note of complete and utter silliness, it’s either time for me to (a) write some more, (b) get some sleep, (c) continue reading Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander because the damned thing is just really engrossing, or (d) fall asleep reading Outlander.
About the Photograph: This is a self portrait taken in Orlando, Florida taken in April, 2006. You can see the nevus (birthmark) in the iris of my eye.
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