Happy dances and fricken harps!
I got a e-book from the forums on thursday night, and wrote to catch up at one in the morning, so massive thanks to the inspiration of the forums themselves and 'Its a jungle out there: Nano for the new and insane, A Nanowrimo survival guide by Lezette Gifford' which reminded me why I was doing this in the first place. Not obligation or masicaism, but because I find it fun. Suddenly my muse woke from her coma and played nicely with microsoft word.
Friday was bad, lets move on.
While I didn't get any history done today, I did manage to sleep in to 1, and then attend a regional write-o-ton at starbucks, attended only by the person who organized it an myself.
Some quick stats on that:
Hours spent: 5
Word wars done: 2
Words typed: 1276
Words typed later at home: 2372
Fun had doing it with someone else: common, everyone know the mastercard comercial.
I only had one coffee, a gingerbread latte (they gave out a free sample, and I wanted more) but I had sparkling pear juice and a chocolate peanut butter bar. I also managed to mantain conversation for over 5 minutes, and only made a fool of myself a little.
Have I mentioned that it was fun? *does happy dance*
'Seadragon' 's (The organiser) book is massively intresting and complex, and made my plotless book with no originality and flat characters seem slightly less shiny, but something to aspire to I guess (image subplots and multiple characters? application of logic in discription? dialogue?)
Still, I had one character piece come toghether nicely (in the abstract, I refuse to go back and read it, because, well, I would stop writing completely). Word count on track, history down the drain, social interaction (my social worker is going to flip. My parents actully thought I was dead in a ditch or something because of how long I stayed ['bout 1:30-6:30] and how much people time I can usually stand.
Man, am I gitery. And it's not even coffee.
Or is it? Who knows what starbucks is putting in those christmas coffees? Maybe some 'holdiday cheer?'
Friday was bad, lets move on.
While I didn't get any history done today, I did manage to sleep in to 1, and then attend a regional write-o-ton at starbucks, attended only by the person who organized it an myself.
Some quick stats on that:
Hours spent: 5
Word wars done: 2
Words typed: 1276
Words typed later at home: 2372
Fun had doing it with someone else: common, everyone know the mastercard comercial.
I only had one coffee, a gingerbread latte (they gave out a free sample, and I wanted more) but I had sparkling pear juice and a chocolate peanut butter bar. I also managed to mantain conversation for over 5 minutes, and only made a fool of myself a little.
Have I mentioned that it was fun? *does happy dance*
'Seadragon' 's (The organiser) book is massively intresting and complex, and made my plotless book with no originality and flat characters seem slightly less shiny, but something to aspire to I guess (image subplots and multiple characters? application of logic in discription? dialogue?)
Still, I had one character piece come toghether nicely (in the abstract, I refuse to go back and read it, because, well, I would stop writing completely). Word count on track, history down the drain, social interaction (my social worker is going to flip. My parents actully thought I was dead in a ditch or something because of how long I stayed ['bout 1:30-6:30] and how much people time I can usually stand.
Man, am I gitery. And it's not even coffee.
Or is it? Who knows what starbucks is putting in those christmas coffees? Maybe some 'holdiday cheer?'
posted by Amai | 9:33 p.m.
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