Day 21, NaNoWriMo — Green at Last!

That magic moment when the bar in the bar chart touches the goal line! Woot! Tonight at ten o’clock I crossed over to the green – caught up in NaNoWriMo. Par! I holed up today and wrote and wrote and wrote. Some of it was quite good (let me kvell before you tell me about killing my darlings) and some of it was ok.

Lots and lots of words.

And now I’m tired. And happy. I’ll keep going because you know, November 30 is rushing up.

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Day 19 of NaNoWriMo

I was off for a few days this week and then succumbed to the cold that everyone else had last week, hitting me like a brick on Wednesday night and then pushing me into bed with some DayQuil and a box of tissues for a couple days.

In between naps and tea and hurtling kittens, I managed to write. As I reported to the NaNoWriMo folks I was mainly writing by obsessively checking my word count and watching the bar chart go up and the daily words needed to finish go down. That last happens slowly but down it went. Most of this bit of progress happened in two hundred word chunks.

So tonight I watched the counter tip over thirty thousand words and felt really good about it. And I get to blame the DayQuil for all the typos, right?

Then and Now – Gettysburg and Beyond

Looking back,I first posted these words here in 2015 after an incident in Baltimore triggered violence and looting. I reposted them two years later, a month after this president took office and thinking about what it means to be American and what is worth fighting for.

Today is the anniversary of those words being said overlooking the battlefields of Gettysburg. Two minutes that sum up what is worth fighting for and why we must continue to fight for what we believe.

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

Abraham Lincoln
November 19, 1863

Tuesday, the 14th of NaNoWriMo

Yesterday, I had things to do – wash to do, trash to get ready, you know – stuff. And last night was a big show on The Voice. I think it was in a short span between doing laundry and getting ready to go write words that I felt a need to sit down and throw paint at paper. (The paper wasn’t too cooperative and I realized later it was because it was the second to last sheet of paper in the block. So it wasn’t really attached to anything. OK, but I still like taping my watercolor paper down more.) This is what came of it.

I was off today. I was off Monday. I am off tomorrow. I am grateful to whatever caused that to happen. This morning I was up bright and early to get three cats to a meeting with destiny, I mean, the vet. That took some pre-planning yesterday and some trickery this morning but we all got there and back and as far as I know, no one got hurt or bitten.

The kittens are now vaccinated and won’t have to go back until probably January when it will be time to deactivate their reproductive systems. They’re in fine shape and didn’t even seem thrown by the two shots today.

Anyway the mission was to get them there and back and then to find some way to get some words written. And that happened too. I got a few hours where I wrote a big scene. Not exactly sure that is how it went down but there’s something and I’m moving on. Yesterday was harder writing because there were five different groups of people who delivered blessings for the newlyweds and those are in poem form. Today I was writing a coronation speech but the Queen is a pretty good inspirational speaker so not as hard. Ended up with more words than this and there might be a few left in me.

Day Three of NaNoWriMo Focus

Hit the minimum word count third day in a row and still have a long way to go to catch up but more importantly – MY MAINS GOT MARRIED!!! Phew, felt like it would never happen. Had a nice chat with Lizette from the Sunday night NaNoWriMo group and talked about the mushy-not-sure-what-happens-here situation which was helpful. Thanks Lizette!

Progress at last

The time has come for the big wedding. (Yes there is a gap just ahead of that but I’m working on it!)

That NaNoWriMo thing…

I’ve become that person, regularly pasting my words into the validator to spur me on to new words. My goal at the moment to get the words/day needed to “win” down to a believable number. I blame the world series and my uncertainty of what it will take to win over my main’s mother from whatever the heck her problem is. I gave myself a stern talking to this morning on the way to work – you might not know what’s about to happen but you know the characters probably do. So let them figure it out and stop worrying. After that, I had a couple thoughts about (not how to fix everyone’s problems) several very nice things that could happen next and said “self – you should start writing that’. I made a couple very short notes on PAPER – and that’s what I’m writing tonight. #atstarbucks. #letsdothisthing

Impossible is a word only to be found in the dictionary of fools. — Napoleon Bonaparte