only 367 more for today...
Nov. 5th, 2003 10:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elsajeniRight. It's November and I'm going slowly mad. It's been only 5 days. I'm behind. More behind every moment. (Actually, I'm starting to catch up for the first time. I'm within 400 words of quota. That's damn good.) So here's your standard NaNoWriMo extremely brief recap.
Saturday:
Picked up Dana. Went to see Phantom of the Opera at the River Oaks theater, silent movie version from 1925; had live theater-organ accompaniment; was quite fabulous. Then went to RenFest. Fondled clothes we couldn't afford, then went and ate beignets. Came home. Wrote nowhere near enough words.
Sunday:
Went to church. Went to Girl Scout thing. Spent a couple hours lusting after fellow Girl Scout named Kirsty (formerly was a Girl Guide in Wales; dark hair and blue eyes; accent; perfect for lusting after). Came home and wrote quite a lot. Learned the proper way to slice a wedge of cheese.
Monday-Wednesday:
Went to school several times; came home several times. Wrote several thousand more words. Changed noveling theme CDs from Doors to Led Zeppelin and am probably going to change again shortly, since things seem to be going better in the lives of my characters and they'll be wanting happy music. Shit, don't own any happy music. Never mind! Anyway. Became word-count whore extraordinaire. Significant character now has teddy bear named "Mister Honeybear Snuffles" (he named it when he was three) which is mentioned at every opportunity.
Now! Going to go write! Really!
Saturday:
Picked up Dana. Went to see Phantom of the Opera at the River Oaks theater, silent movie version from 1925; had live theater-organ accompaniment; was quite fabulous. Then went to RenFest. Fondled clothes we couldn't afford, then went and ate beignets. Came home. Wrote nowhere near enough words.
Sunday:
Went to church. Went to Girl Scout thing. Spent a couple hours lusting after fellow Girl Scout named Kirsty (formerly was a Girl Guide in Wales; dark hair and blue eyes; accent; perfect for lusting after). Came home and wrote quite a lot. Learned the proper way to slice a wedge of cheese.
Monday-Wednesday:
Went to school several times; came home several times. Wrote several thousand more words. Changed noveling theme CDs from Doors to Led Zeppelin and am probably going to change again shortly, since things seem to be going better in the lives of my characters and they'll be wanting happy music. Shit, don't own any happy music. Never mind! Anyway. Became word-count whore extraordinaire. Significant character now has teddy bear named "Mister Honeybear Snuffles" (he named it when he was three) which is mentioned at every opportunity.
Now! Going to go write! Really!