Recovery
I like to think the fact that I got over a thousand words written before taking Destiny to the bus stop this morning is a sign that its going to be a good day. Of course by thinking that Im probably jinxing myself.
I felt sicker than a Troma film yesterday. It was so bad that I had to struggle to make it through my opening bakes at work before leaving less than halfway through the day. This paycheck is going to suck some serious ass thanks to having to take off for my trip to Tampa and losing half a day this weekend. On top of the fact that it has now been a month since our food stamps didnt get renewed weve been pretty financially tapped out. Im hoping like hell that when Danny and I get Roth & Earl rolling again that we get a few donations. Im still about $45 in the hole as far as hosting and stuff goes so recouping that would be nice (and actually going into profit would be nice, though Id only get half of that). Thats about the only thing that will prevent me from having to murder my piggy.
Other than arguing briefly on Saturday when I was just in a bad mood in general, things have been great with Debra and I. I feel like Debras starting to come back out of the shell she pulled herself into. Shes letting herself be herself again and its been bringing us closer together than weve been in a long while. Im very happy about that. Especially with Brenda set to move here in six weeks, its really important for us to gird our relationship against the impact my having another mate in the house is going to have. Im going to have to take great care not to neglect our relationship in all my excitement about Brenda.
Speaking of people coming here, Debra and I are really stoked about Liam coming down for Thanksgiving. We havent seen him in an eternity it seems like. I just hope hes not too claustrophobic about the fact that we have six people cohabitating in an 800 sq. ft. apartment.
NaNoWriMo 2005, Day 13
I squeezed out a meager 1134 words today. I didnt get anything written at all Friday or Saturday. I would be ashamed if not for the fact that it was neither a lack of motivation nor a lack of inspiration that kept me from being productive. The fact of the matter is that Ive felt like crap all weekend thanks to some bug thats been running around our household. The first two days I just had a major headache and constant tiredness from trying to fight the sickness off. Then I woke up this morning feeling like a fat woman in heels was standing on my head while a fat man tap-danced on my stomach. Plus my balls hurt. What kind of sickness makes your balls hurt? I was so sick I left work early. Very early.
Im glad I didnt write on Friday because it wasnt until I was at work Saturday morning that a light bulb went off in my head and I thought of a great way to handle to problem I talked about in my Day 10 entry. In what I wrote today I totally solved the problem of getting rid of Borgaraad and the ghouls for a while in a way that contributed to the storyline and had the added bonus of fixing another problem I was having. Now Raifalu has the perfect completely self-serving motive to continue working with Edgewood now that he has fulfilled the task that brought him into the picture in the first place. It just fell together so beautifully and it wouldnt have if Id pushed ahead with writing before I had my little spark if inspiration.
So, now my only issue is what to do with the character I introduced in this chapter. I dont actually have to do anything with him as Ive not set him up to be anything more than a bit player who may not even have to appear again until the end of the novelbut I really like Bastis Grall. He really came alive for me when I was writing him and Id like to write him more eventually. Hmmactually, I think Ive got just the thingit just takes rethinking a couple of chapters but I think the Reggad situation could be just the thing to give Bastis a much more meaningful part in the novel.
No, I dont expect anyone to have any idea what Im talking aboutthese musings about story elements are more for my benefit than anything else. Im not going to let anyone see this novel until Ive made at least one revision pass to fill things out a bit. I can be a much more evocative writer than Ive been being with this novel because Im all about getting the bare bones out before the end of the month. If anyone read what Ive written so far Id be embarrassed at how amateurish the first draft looks. Its a good story and I dont want people to see it until its at least somewhat presentable.
Word Count: 13,694 / 50,000
I like to think the fact that I got over a thousand words written before taking Destiny to the bus stop this morning is a sign that its going to be a good day. Of course by thinking that Im probably jinxing myself.
I felt sicker than a Troma film yesterday. It was so bad that I had to struggle to make it through my opening bakes at work before leaving less than halfway through the day. This paycheck is going to suck some serious ass thanks to having to take off for my trip to Tampa and losing half a day this weekend. On top of the fact that it has now been a month since our food stamps didnt get renewed weve been pretty financially tapped out. Im hoping like hell that when Danny and I get Roth & Earl rolling again that we get a few donations. Im still about $45 in the hole as far as hosting and stuff goes so recouping that would be nice (and actually going into profit would be nice, though Id only get half of that). Thats about the only thing that will prevent me from having to murder my piggy.
Other than arguing briefly on Saturday when I was just in a bad mood in general, things have been great with Debra and I. I feel like Debras starting to come back out of the shell she pulled herself into. Shes letting herself be herself again and its been bringing us closer together than weve been in a long while. Im very happy about that. Especially with Brenda set to move here in six weeks, its really important for us to gird our relationship against the impact my having another mate in the house is going to have. Im going to have to take great care not to neglect our relationship in all my excitement about Brenda.
Speaking of people coming here, Debra and I are really stoked about Liam coming down for Thanksgiving. We havent seen him in an eternity it seems like. I just hope hes not too claustrophobic about the fact that we have six people cohabitating in an 800 sq. ft. apartment.
NaNoWriMo 2005, Day 13
I squeezed out a meager 1134 words today. I didnt get anything written at all Friday or Saturday. I would be ashamed if not for the fact that it was neither a lack of motivation nor a lack of inspiration that kept me from being productive. The fact of the matter is that Ive felt like crap all weekend thanks to some bug thats been running around our household. The first two days I just had a major headache and constant tiredness from trying to fight the sickness off. Then I woke up this morning feeling like a fat woman in heels was standing on my head while a fat man tap-danced on my stomach. Plus my balls hurt. What kind of sickness makes your balls hurt? I was so sick I left work early. Very early.
Im glad I didnt write on Friday because it wasnt until I was at work Saturday morning that a light bulb went off in my head and I thought of a great way to handle to problem I talked about in my Day 10 entry. In what I wrote today I totally solved the problem of getting rid of Borgaraad and the ghouls for a while in a way that contributed to the storyline and had the added bonus of fixing another problem I was having. Now Raifalu has the perfect completely self-serving motive to continue working with Edgewood now that he has fulfilled the task that brought him into the picture in the first place. It just fell together so beautifully and it wouldnt have if Id pushed ahead with writing before I had my little spark if inspiration.
So, now my only issue is what to do with the character I introduced in this chapter. I dont actually have to do anything with him as Ive not set him up to be anything more than a bit player who may not even have to appear again until the end of the novelbut I really like Bastis Grall. He really came alive for me when I was writing him and Id like to write him more eventually. Hmmactually, I think Ive got just the thingit just takes rethinking a couple of chapters but I think the Reggad situation could be just the thing to give Bastis a much more meaningful part in the novel.
No, I dont expect anyone to have any idea what Im talking aboutthese musings about story elements are more for my benefit than anything else. Im not going to let anyone see this novel until Ive made at least one revision pass to fill things out a bit. I can be a much more evocative writer than Ive been being with this novel because Im all about getting the bare bones out before the end of the month. If anyone read what Ive written so far Id be embarrassed at how amateurish the first draft looks. Its a good story and I dont want people to see it until its at least somewhat presentable.
Word Count: 13,694 / 50,000