Nano Day 5, 6, & 7!
Nov. 7th, 2012 11:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
frea_oI am roughly 2700 words behind on Nanowrimo at the moment. The people that know my habits are probably rolling their eyes and pointing out that if I get bitten by the writing bug, that’s basically lunch time writing for me, and they have a point, but the last three days have been kind of insane and not in the greatest way, so I’m feeling raw and scattered.
The current project is The Abbey 08. Somehow it went from over the top spy caper to a bloody mess (uh, literally bloody) and it feels like my brain exploded onto the page. Again, not in a good way.
Between being stressed over a work project that was my own stupid fault, taking time to vote, and a thing with my car, it’s not been a very fun time. For the latter, I cleared some time off with my boss to take my car in for an emissions test, which meant going and staying with my parents (and cuddling puppies) last night. And that of course meant spending time with my dad on election night.
Here’s the thing about my dad: he is one of the smartest people I know, but he has very definite ideas about politics and I don’t agree with them. He also gets angry about political things, whereas I’m a lot more naïve/curious/cautious (but still on the opposite side), so our conversations about politics frustrate him. And I plain didn’t like his candidate, so it wasn’t all that great of a night to go home. I would’ve done it the night before, but the DMV was closed due to voting—which makes sense. I got to the site today…and they were closed until Thursday. What the ever-loving hell?! Guys, we have a president now. You don’t need an extra day off, dirtbags. Get back in there and do your damned jobs.
Luckily, I can take care of it on Saturday, but it’s stressful and I’m not happy.
Anybody want to write the final chapter of The Abbey for me. I will donate $50 to a cause cleaning up Sandy, which shows you how much I don’t want to write this sucker.
Oh well, at least I’m going to a write-in tonight.
Word Count: 9016 words
Current Project: The Abbey 08
Project on Deck: Undecided
The current project is The Abbey 08. Somehow it went from over the top spy caper to a bloody mess (uh, literally bloody) and it feels like my brain exploded onto the page. Again, not in a good way.
Between being stressed over a work project that was my own stupid fault, taking time to vote, and a thing with my car, it’s not been a very fun time. For the latter, I cleared some time off with my boss to take my car in for an emissions test, which meant going and staying with my parents (and cuddling puppies) last night. And that of course meant spending time with my dad on election night.
Here’s the thing about my dad: he is one of the smartest people I know, but he has very definite ideas about politics and I don’t agree with them. He also gets angry about political things, whereas I’m a lot more naïve/curious/cautious (but still on the opposite side), so our conversations about politics frustrate him. And I plain didn’t like his candidate, so it wasn’t all that great of a night to go home. I would’ve done it the night before, but the DMV was closed due to voting—which makes sense. I got to the site today…and they were closed until Thursday. What the ever-loving hell?! Guys, we have a president now. You don’t need an extra day off, dirtbags. Get back in there and do your damned jobs.
Luckily, I can take care of it on Saturday, but it’s stressful and I’m not happy.
Anybody want to write the final chapter of The Abbey for me. I will donate $50 to a cause cleaning up Sandy, which shows you how much I don’t want to write this sucker.
Oh well, at least I’m going to a write-in tonight.
Word Count: 9016 words
Current Project: The Abbey 08
Project on Deck: Undecided
