Saturday, November 26, 2005

NaNoWriMo Day 26

Word count Friday: 1,170.
Word count today: 3,107.
Words remaining: 3,690.

Tomorrow, I reach 50,000 or fucking die trying.

Nothing remains but pain then victory.

Song of the evening: "There There," by Radiohead.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

NaNoWriMo Day 24

Word count: 2,016.
Words remaining: 7,967.

Too...much...turkey.

Song of the evening: "When I Eat Vegetables, I Think of You," by The Ramones.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

That time of year

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving in America, where people gather to eat, watch football, and generally have a dress rehearsal for the family get-togethers at Christmas. Typically, my lovely wife and I try to take this time to hide away from the rest of the world for a nice, quiet meal by ourselves and our cats. We like to think that we are doing this as a last-chance togetherness moment before the insanity of Christmas, but we are just introverts who dread the Little House/Big Number syndrome, where you are stuffed in a house with a zillion members of family and not enough chairs or breathing space. After about three hours, you don't feel sociable anymore. You feel greasy and light-headed. You want to leave, but you can't because, well, you came with your folks and they have the keys and hey why can't you just grin and bear it.

Because our families are in different parts of the U.S., my wife and I are stuck with the task of traveling, an ordeal growing more hideous every year, especially since yours truly is on a government watch list. Since before wife and I were married (and doing that luscious living-in-sin thing), we would switch of Christmas and Thanksgiving, jetting to one family or the other, rotating the destination every year. Last year, wife and I caught a break. We had a Thanksgiving to ourselves and we spent it cooling down and reconnecting. We love our families, but we enjoy our quiet time together, away from work and the social dance that is being with family.

So, tomorrow, we are having Thanksgiving, but we are having family over, a cousin who is alone up in Seattle after transferring in to a new job. Of course we'll take her in. It's family, and eventually Thanksgiving is about family, whether it's 2 or 20 around the table. After all, you gonna eat all that Turkey by yourself?

Things I'm thankful for, in no order.
*My wife and cats
*I have a home, job with benefits, health
*Friends, family
*Respectable amount of sanity
*Outlets to maintain said sanity
*The ability to start every morning being a little bit better than where I was yesterday.

So, to you and yours, Happy Thanksgiving.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

NaNoWriMo Day 22

Word count: 2,608
Words remaining: 9,983

Broke 40,000 with a massive effort in less than two hours. Tomorrow night is class, so I might get a few hundred words at work if I can spare it. I should be at 50,000 by Monday.

In other news, I'm about over my cold. Bad news: My wife seems to have acquired it. Not enough Lush in the world to make up for it. So, I made dinner and got her to rest on the couch. She took left her office early today to do some work at home, then go brain dead watching Dr. Phil and Oprah. Just goes to show, if you ever wondered who their audiences were...it's women gooned on DayQuil.

Another mystery revealed.

Song of the evening: "The Ratio of Freckles to Stars," by Halou. Good music to experience with a head cold. Seriously. If you have a cold, pick up the "Wholeness" EP.

Monday, November 21, 2005

NaNoWriMo Day 21

Word count: 2,101
Words remaining: 12,591.

Rayelle tonight, with the fight scene to end all fight scenes, novelwise. Not sure if I'll keep the whole sequence, but I have a good idea of what I want. It's one of those times when you can't wait to show it to someone. Not saying it'll win awards, but it's one of those kinetic writing experiences when you know you brought some serious juice to the proceedings.

Song of the evening: "Super Bon Bon," by Soul Coughing.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

NaNoWriMo Day 20

Word count: 1,807
Words remaining: 14,692.
Tissues used: The square root of infinity.

Still getting over the cold. Feeling better today. Rest, some writing, "Viva Blackpool" on DVR, and many thanks to that divine power that kept my wife out of a car accident when she was on I-90 this morning.

All in all, a good day to be alive.

Song of the evening: "Face to Face," by Siouxsie and the Banshees.