Thursday, November 01, 2012

Here we are in November again,

that time of year when your Google Reader explodes as all the lax bloggers (like me!) attempt to come up with blog fodder for their daily NaBloPoMo attempts.  I haven't decided yet whether or not I'm going to try for that, I just know that I don't want to miss out on my 6th year because I was so stuck in a funk I couldn't even try.  So, I figure I'll try.  Who knows?

The funk, though, man.  It's like Pigpen level, people.  Between the bronchitis and my complete inability to stand people, I have been a joy to be around, I assure you.  I got a ton of things accomplished this morning, however: rebooked a bunch of appointments I missed out on because of the germs that were trying to take over my body, labelled two hundred pictures, bought a couple more Christmas presents (leaving me with like, four people left, which is awesome, and necessary because we all know I will get sick 17 times between now and then, and that severely cuts into your shopping time). 

Started writing a novel. 

I'm sorry? What was that? 

Yeah: I signed up for NaNoWriMo, because I am, apparently, an idiot. No, in truth it's because there are apparently no limits to my ability to procrastinate doing things I really don't want to do, because instead of looking for housing again this morning (because it is so gorram frustrating and near to impossible), I signed myself up to write 50,000 words in the next thirty days.  I'm kind of a dope.  Not that I can't write 50,000 words in thirty days, it's the "having them all go together logically" part that gets me.  I've written a couple of (really bad, no, honestly terrible) novels already, but this will be my first time pressured one, so it'll be interesting to see how it comes out.  So far I have about 1000 words of description on three of the main characters.  I'm surprised I didn't start writing about their shoe sizes, to be honest... Now I've just got to get them to do something interesting.  

So I hope to write here, I hope to write there; I hope to be there more for the people who need me, and figure out how to better ask for the things I need; I hope to find some miraculous new way of affording (not just financially, but physically) my own place; I hope to figure out how to stop being so angry and sad all the time; I hope to dig my way out of this funk and through to the other side, however I can.  November, you've got a lot riding on you, so let's kick ass.

Good luck to all of my fabulous readers ~ may whatever you hope to do in November work out for all of you.  Fingers crossed.      

1 comment:

Crazed Nitwit said...

I believe you will write an incredible novel filled with insight and empathy. Love you.