Just wanted to let you know, that I am on target. I have completed 3,414 words. Which is slightly, barely, above the 1,667 per day needed to finish on time. Wooo-hooo.
I wouldn’t expect daily updates on my blog but since I totally failed to write more than 12 words yesterday, I am feeling pretty good about today’s progress.
If you really want up to the minute NaNo news, follow my twitter @jodiferous. I promise my tweets are dull and tedious unless I retweet someone else’s genius. Yay!
Hey, so I decided to NaNoWriMo this year, after talking the last few years off. (And losing the last few years before that. Day two and already I am behind. Yay! Stellar start.
My novel, code name: Frogbottom, is an autobiography of sorts that no one, not anyone, will ever get to read. Including you, mom. It’s really more of a way to get my writing back. I miss it. I’m hoping by the end of November, I’ll have 50,000 words of nonsense and my groove. Back.
Please feel free to suggest any type of music you like except for barbershop (this novel isn’t supposed to be a tragedy.)
… updating you with Current Kitten Behaviors, don’t blame me.
ALL THE KITTENS ARE AWAKE!! (as I type.)
I don't need anything else. I'm done. Thanks @NaNoWriMo Kitten Cam : Too Cute : Animal Planet http://t.co/7Jqftt8X
— Jodi Hamilton (@jodiferous) October 2, 2012
Between 1 and 3 am. That is when my skin is the thinnest and my resolve waivers.
Ohemgee, summer is finally on it’s way out!! And I could not be happier. I’m so happy I’m blogging! I’m so happy I’m thinking of cleaning the kitchen! I’m so happy I am now held under the sway of peppy songs again. Like this one.
Spring, Autumn, and the Holidays. Those are my happy times. Most of summer is ok where I live, it all boils down to a miserable, cranky August. But it’s over. If I were younger, I’d have a bag of school supplies and an outfit already picked out for the first day of school.
I think I’m going to buy myself some new crayons today.
I don’t want to upset my mother, but the first half of the following video is pretty much my attitude towards making dinner every night. Sometimes, I enjoy cooking. Sometimes. Every once in a while. Occasionally. BUT NOT EVERY FREAKIN’ NIGHT! Lawdy, but it is such a pain.
I am watching this trailer over and over. Seriously. That’s all I am doing. Over and over.
minding my own business. Not having much to blog about unless I tell you about my various tv show addictions. Which, I can assure you, I’ll get to eventually. But I did want to show you the new tattoo I got a few weeks ago from my friend, Mr. Moon. (the artist link on the studio website is not working, so I guess I’ll have to get you a link some other time.)
There is a meaning behind it, but I’m not sure I really want to go into it. It was a very personal idea that came to me. It’s on the inside of my left wrist. Glad it was very simple and quick because it hurts a lot more on the inside of your wrist than it does on the back of your shoulder, I’ll tell you what. I believe I actually said, “Ooowwwww!” when we reached the tip-top of the upwards spike.
Now, I think I’ve made my feelings on this clear, I thought I did. However, Wm and I had the following conversation yesterday.
Wm: Hey, they’ve announced the locations for the first 24 Target stores coming to Canada.
Me: Really? Are any of them near us?
Wm: I don’t know, I didn’t look.
Me: ……… DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME AT ALL????
The answer, btw, is Yes, he loves me. The other answer is No, every single one of those 24 Target stores are in Ontario. You think they would split them up among the all the provinces. Stupid Toronto.
