NaNoWriMo

Just a few minutes ago, winter got here.  It's pouring down snow outside my window.  I have a stack of wood near by, the fireplace is blazing, and I'm toasty and safe from the cold.  I did just go out and bring in the summer equipment that I put by the back door (yes, I got snowed on).  The shovel, bikes, and other gardening implements are safe from winter.  I've been meaning to get them under cover, and it worked out just perfect.

And in other news, I signed up to do NaNoWriMo, which stands for National Novel Writing Month.  November is NaNoWriMo.  The goal is to write a 50,000 word draft of a novel in the month of November.  I've been behind in my word count, but I'm finally catching up.  I have 22,674 words in 102 pages.  The last time I tried NaNoWriMo, I made to 6,000 words and got bogged down with life.  This time I'm almost half way there.  I stink.  I don't have any clean clothes.  I don't have any clean dishes.   I ate cup of soup for lunch out of the little styrofoam cup with chop sticks.  Things have been stacking up.  I went to work yesterday.  I'll go to work tomorrow.  But other than that, I'm getting major TB from sitting and typing all day.  And I had a break through today.  I cried.  When my work makes me cry it makes me so happy!  But it was only a little sad moment and was quickly over.  Now I'm back to sassy and silly or something like that. 

No, you can't see it until it's done.  Maybe not until it's published.  Maybe never.  But I am so happy to be working on this novel.  With winter pouring down outside, the fire blazing inside, and my fingers flying over the keyboard, things are moving at the speed of life around here.