Post Christmas Eve

Aaahhhhhhh.

The collective sigh of relief in my neck of the woods for the sign that half of the tizzy we call Christmas is over and done for another three hundred and sixty five some odd days. All I can say is--Thank you, magic Jesus. (Nod to the Squidbillies)

I spent the entire week and more to the point, the entire day getting my family ready for Christmas Eve. We got together and nibbled from a buffet of sausage balls, cheese dip, chocolate chip cookies, cherry winks and other gut-busting goodies, washing it all down with punch.

Then the moment we were all waiting for--prezzie time aka when we all sit down and find out what we got each other. I got the latest Richard Laymon, clothes, enough candy to put myself in a year long coma and another Living Dead Doll (among other things), so I'm content. All drama and tragedy aside, we did all right. Despite the future's grim outlook, we all got some nice things.

Now we focus on paying for it.

But the fun is only half over. Tomorrow is the family Christmas feast of ham, potatoes, sweet and plain, macaroni salad, green bean casserole, deviled eggs, Hawaiian bread and goodness knows what else.

Half down, half to go.

Hope you all make out like bandits tonight or tomorrow morning, whichever is your family tradition.

Peace.

Diving In

Deep breath. Diving into the ocean that is fifty thousand again. This time a new story, a new character, a new challenge. I'm four thousand words strong with the shore at my back and no sight of the paradise island called Completion...yet.

OMG

I did it! I did it! I f*&^'g did it!!!!!!
50 thousand words!
Fifty thousand big ones in a month! Whoo-hoo!
Yes! Now I can go die.

Five thousand word crunch

Well I'm in the home stretch of my quest for 50 K. I have until Wednesday to get the final five thousand. Word count validation begins Friday but I don't think I'll have my total by then. I'll probably never do Nanowrimo after this. It's a bad time of year for me. (Despite what others in the forums think.) August would be way better, but no one's asking me. So I'll just shut up and type.

My Portrait

Edvard Munch should paint your portrait. You are a very emotional person. You are always up for a good talk with one of your friends. You don't like to keep things bottled up. Often, you are friendly and outgoing, but that can change very easily to being introverted and cold.

Breaking Fast and Writing Slow

Got up and made breakfast this morning like a good little woman. I even made some for myself. Sat in the office and munched down and actually enjoyed it. Most of the time I'm not a breakfast person.
It's November and the a/c is running. It's 9-freaking-o'-clock in the morning for Christ's sake. Can you say Autumn???
Steadily working on the project known as Happily Ever Aster for Nanowrimo. I'm about to be behind if I don't shift my ass into high gear. Disappointed already that I don't have more submissions to speak of for 2005. I'm still aiming to salvage what is left of the year with perhaps one submission. We'll see.

November is NaNoWriMo

What's NaNoWriMo?
National Novel Writing Month!
Go for it!
Can you write 50K in thirty days?