NaNoWriMo

NaNoWriMo Snafu

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So I’ve got a cold. One of those awful, dragging, persistent colds that makes the words swim on the screen and my voice sound like a layer of dusty gravel.

And it’s put me behind at NaNoWriMo.

I don’t know if I’ve ever been behind at this stage of the game, only 5 days in. The words pile up quickly, unwritten.

My little brown line in the graph sits far, far below the diagonal gray line. Behind.

So behind.

OK, about 3000 words behind. Not the end of the world but if I don’t write some today, it could spell the end of NaNo.

In all the years I’ve done NaNo, I think this is the first that I’ve been sick. It really adds another, not fun, layer to the whole exercise. Especially since all I want to do is lie down.

The cold also killed my workout streak, but I’ll whine about that on Friday.

OK, I’m going to go get in some words. Or take a nap.

Smart money’s on the nap.

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NaNoWriMo: The Final Decision

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No hesitation about the second cup of coffee today. It’s brewing as I type.

And it’s done. After a whole lot of thinking, I’m in for NaNoWriMo this year! But I’m going to be a rebel about it.

Not sure that this decision bodes well, given I spent half an hour trying to find the banners on the site, and then finally gave up and just used my BFF Google, who found them immediately. I’m sure there’s a lesson in it.

That lesson could be Google knows all.

But back to being a rebel. Traditionally for NaNo, you start a new novel on Nov. 1, fresh and clean.

And I would have liked to do that.

But I’ve decided words are words, and I will finish up the one so I can start the next. Is it a perfect NaNo?

Probably not.

But.

Letting go of things having to be exactly right and exactly perfect is a big part of this year. Because most things aren’t even marginally right or in the same universe as perfect.

Why not NaNo?

Are you doing NaNo this year? Let me know!

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Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

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Oh, Monday. And NaNoWriMo. And Other Assorted Bits.

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It’s taking up storage room here, so I figured, hey, why not use it. Last year’s fall colors.

So I thought I had the most genius solution to my storage problem: Instagram. Oh yes, thought I in my too-old-for-the-app naivety, Instagram will solve my problems and give me another social media outlet!

Only.

Well. Turns out the only pictures you can upload on Instagram are from your phone.

There are some work-arounds, but I think I may be heading back to flicker. Or follow my Inner Laziness Guru:

https://www.flickr.com/photos/144440142@N04/30655029766/in/dateposted-public/

And just give WordPress more money. I mean they’re totally counting on it, right?!

Ironically, though, I had to use Flickr to embed that photo, because I couldn’t do it directly from Canva for some reason, which is where I made it. And by “made it” I mean typed those words.

Proof of my Monday: I literally hit “publish” when I meant to save a draft. SAVE A DRAFT.

Arrghh.

Still working on this post, I’ll update it when it’s finished.

And here we go!

ANYWHO, (hmm, was that a little channeling of Aunty Ida?) The balloon drops on NaNoWriMo tomorrow, and I think I’m jumping in. Last year, for the first time since I started doing NaNoWriMo, I didn’t hit 50,000. So I don’t know if I’m starting with a chip on my shoulder or a monkey on my back.

I can’t decide if a monkey on my back might be fun. We could become best friends and solve crimes together!

On a completely unrelated note, I think I know what I’m writing about for NaNoWriMo.

This photo comes from NectarConsulting.Com. I have absolutely no idea why, or if they made it. But I'm pretty sure that's no a monkey, but a baboon.

This photo comes from NectarConsulting.Com. I have absolutely no idea why, or if they made it. But I’m pretty sure that’s no a monkey, but a baboon.

I’m hoping to have the next Galapagos post up, uhh, someday. Meanwhile, if you don’t hear from me, the technology has gotten me. Please send help and chocolate cupcakes. Heavy on the chocolate cupcakes.

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And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

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