Sunday, November 2, 2008


That's how many words into my NaNoWriMo novel I am. Not as many as I would like to have, but it's better than the big fat zero I started out with this morning. Writing is hard, especially when I haven't done it in so long. It's like going to the gym after many years absence. The muscles are there, but they are not working very well, and I have a feeling I'm going to be very sore tomorrow.

But, I'm starting, and the important thing is to go forward, not sit and stagnate. Right? I want to write, I just don't quite remember how at this particular moment.

As for the rest of my life? Money still sucks, but we're working on it. I have a freezer full of elk, and one full of pork. I'm surprisingly fond the pigs now that they've had their little visit to the butcher. The damn cow got out yesterday, 20 minutes after Brad and Sara left for a day hunting trip, and 10 minutes before I was supposed to leave for work. Thank all that is holy that a loose cow is apparently a valid excuse for being late for work. In Montana anyway, I'm not sure it would work in LA or New York.

And can I just say how much I love the end of Daylight Savings Time? That extra hour is lovely. Really, really a wonderful way to spend my Sunday. And now I'm off to bed, and I may even get up an hour early tomorrow to write before I head off to work. But don't hold your breath!

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