The Last National Novel Writing Post of the Year
Thursday, November 30, 2006The bad thing about not posting in a long time is that your posts end up being the size of War and Peace
First, i am suffering birthday-forgetting guilt. If I have forgotten your birthday, I am sorry. If I haven't, don't worry, I will forget in the future. Do I like it when people forget mine? Not particularly, but, I think it's life. Days blur together, sometimes I look up a professor's class schedule, saying, "Well, he doesn't have office hours on Wednesday" and realize, suddenly, that the kid's looking at you funny because he could hardly care, since it's Thursday.
It doesn't mean that I don't love you. I doesn't mean that I don';t want to be a really, really good friend. It just means...that I tend to be a bit drifty.
So, I am going to apologize now, and get it over with. Of course, I'll apologize later, when I do forget your birthday. And I'll laugh it off when you forget mine, should you ever sink to my level.
I am sorry. And I do love you.
But that won't stop me from bragging that I...yes I...finished National Novel Writing month! I'm going to put the shiny banner up on my site now. I feel really great...over 52,000 words in 30 days, that should prove the point to me that yes, one can find time to write.
I feel alright about my story. it needs a lot of work, and in some places I skipped the skeleton in favor of the easier to write muscles and skin, so it's weak and floppy in places. I'll let it rest and go back to water';s edge, or start a new one. My current master plan is to write all winter, write away, then edit in the summer when I have lots more time.
And now for highlights of the posts I wrote but forgot to post!
My Thanksgiving break was rather nice, even though it reminded me of the whole "The worst thing about a vacation is that it reminds you how good it is not to have a job" thing. But I came back to work, saw that things aren't really too bad, went out for Chinese food, saw that I am, again, caught up with pretty much everything and am now drinking a ton of anything that I can find because Chinese food tends to make me extremely thirsty.
We did have a sort of Thanksgiving miracle...Saturday we tried to cut up the tree that had fallen, but the saw wouldn't start, despite being practically brand new. So my father and I tried to start it, while I kept saying to my father...who was sitting in his wheelchair...that I could totally handle this saw, pretending it wasn't half so heavy as it really is, while my mother went to find the instructions. Just as she came out to tell us she couldn't find them, and my father was giving up for the day, a truck stopped down by the road. It was one of our neighbors, a man who, when we were both children, we used to play together despite the fact there is probably about 5 years age difference (I am older.) As a young adult he was caught in the blacksmith shop, and my father confronted him in front of his father, which is about the time the two families, which had been fairly close, pretty much broke with watch other for good. Anyway, he offered to cut up the tree, and we offered him the wood from it. perfect, miraculous timing. Also, he and his friend might be willing to cut the other trees down that we're worried about. For a price, of course, but they promised it would be cheap. And since the trees are cherry, maybe we can come to an agreement, since the wood should be worth money.
The Lord moves in mysterious ways, eh? And it's kind of nice that the rift is healing a little, though I will be a bit shy until it is proven I should be otherwise.
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