Nothing says “I love you” like a gift from
It’s like Ebay, with ammunition.
I just love unsigned notes. Hah. Oh well. People can leave what they wish.
It’s like four days in, I have a nice little wordcount, but absolutely no idea where my novel is going. Is that ok?
Oh well, it’s just NaNoWriMo. I’m just writing again and enjoying the experience, even though somewhere deep inside I feel like I’m failing again. But you know what, I’m having fun failing, so I’m not really terribly concerned that my novel is going three different directions and I have no idea how to bring them back into focus.
That doesn’t really bother me. I’m ok with it.
Hell, it takes a lot to throw me off. Usually, it takes me. *laugh*
But hey, I can laugh at myself. God’s in his heaven, and such.
Meanwhile…
Hey, at least you have word count! I’m failing miserably at mine, and as usual, I don’t care. I don’t even know why I signed up. I think I hoped I would actually do it if i actually tried to commit myself to it. Oh well. Good luck with the directions, my problem always was winding it up in high school.
Warning Comment
I figure it’s fine to have a novel about nothing. Isn’t that what the worst of crappy published novels are about? (Not to say that you’re writing crap, but that people figure it’s publishable, so one would think you’d be able to make it about something eventually, unless you never work on the draft again.) Mm, disclaimers.
Warning Comment
Eh, know dem feelins.
Warning Comment