Theory: I will never stop feeling guilty for not writing more.
Evidence 1: I wrote 52k words in the last 25 days.
Evidence 2: I feel guilty that I’m not writing right now.
Conclusion: I should probably be writing.
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Theory: I will never stop feeling guilty for not writing more.
Evidence 1: I wrote 52k words in the last 25 days.
Evidence 2: I feel guilty that I’m not writing right now.
Conclusion: I should probably be writing.
I am a hero today, because I found my mom two AMAZING DOGS. And now she has two DOGS.
Me at the start of #NaNoWriMo: Come on, self, if you just write 2k a day for a few days, you’ll get a good head start! Continue reading “Tidbits from Winning NaNoWriMo Early”
I reached 48k on my #NaNoWriMo novel and got to open the final door in my Playmobil advent calendar — THE DRAGON!!!
Today’s the day — I’ve only got 2k words to go; I’m gonna hit 50k before I go to bed tonight. #NaNoWriMo Continue reading “Tidbits from Winning NaNoWriMo”
Today we have watched many videos of turkeys. Tomorrow we get to actually eat one.
Went to see Marjorie Prime at Oregon Contemporary Theatre this afternoon — excellent play, superb production, brilliant acting, and a really interesting exploration of AI, memory, humanity, and mortality.
The four-year-old is performing a “play” for me… It seems to mostly involve saying, “Hello! I’m the Doctor, and I travel through time!” while running around in circles. Continue reading “Three Very Different Plays and NaNoWriMo”
That moment when you’ve been writing so much that you just keep on writing while you sleep, but in your dream, there’s no way to save the words… #NaNoWriMo
I love it when my research is: stare at photographs of bunnies and think of good ways to describe them.
The four-year-old as The Doctor: “I turn daleks into vampires with my screwdriver, then I have to kill the vampires!”
My childhood home is being sold in the morning. Coincidentally, I just reached the part of my novel where my main character’s beloved spaceship is brutally destroyed.
The four-year-old is explaining to me that there are three piggies in Little Red Riding Hood — one building a house and two looking for the wolf.
[Discussion of day-old guinea pigs]
4-yr-old: “What?! If they eat carrots, then they are bunnies!”
Daniel: “Do you eat carrots?”
4: “No!” Continue reading “Tidbits from NaNoWriMo”