All right, I'll accept all brickbats and tsk tsks and "man are you a crappy blogger". Will it redeem me at all if I mention Best Intentions to Improve? (Yes, you in the back, you probably have heard it before; shaddup.)
However. Right about now I AM counting words - yes, I'm doing NaNoWriMo again. I'm about to go off to a favorite writing spot and attempt to break 40k. (Being a Professional Typist for all those years is paying off...a tip o' the hat to Mr. Johnson, who told me in 11th grade that I should learn typing "so that you'll have a saleable skill in case you never marry".) Of course, I married three times, HA HA I showed HIM! But my Chosen Profession of being a classical ballerina crashed when I learned that you had to be 5'4" for any professional company, hence the Secretarial Career.
So for the moment I'm pretty much going to be hunched over my netbook pounding. But I have a new post begun here, and here's a teaser: it's a Rant that will probably offend a whole bunch o' people (if they ever read it, which is unlikely, but I'll feel better).
I'm at that point in my NaNo novel where all of my characters have turned on me. The lovely old priest seems to be some kind of wonky killer or something; the main guy just may be worse than the priest, and next thing I know, the rabbi is going to drop a milchig fork in the drawer with the fleishig silverware.
Oy.
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4 comments:
you crack me up, DH! I know you'll break 40K today. :-)
Wow - I'm always so in awe of people who do NaNoWriMo. I just could never write that much!
No, not mixing the milchig with the fleishig! Oh, the horror! Now go write a few thousand words so that you can come back and write another post to us.
My 11-year-old daughter is trying to write a novel too. I think it's going to end up as more of a novella. Hope she's okay with that. Good luck to you.
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