Month Impossible: Day Twenty-six, Let’s get it on
Steelers win. Worst ever Monday Night Football game, and possibly worst ever NFL game. But we won, and it counts.
Starting my NaNoWriMo writing for the day … now. Yeah, it sucks. Even my mom thinks I’m not going to meet the 50K goal. But she’s kind of a pessimist.
Will be drawing during breaks in writing.
Wish me luck, because I need it.
I don’t know how you can even still feel your hands and wrists.
Amazed and impressed, as always.
As it happens, I can feel my hands and wrists quite well. No fooling: They hurt.
good luck, friend!
Good luck, Cindy!! You can so totally do this! On a completely unrelated note, there was a guy at my gym this afternoon walking vigorously uphill on the treadmill…in a kilt. Hmmm. If there is room for a really random thought in your novel, perhaps this will be some quirky fodder ;)
Miko: Awesome! I have hit a writing wall tonight, so I’m going to add the kilt-wearing treadmill user. I think it will help me push through.
Incidentally, running skirts were all the rage this past summer for women — why can’t guys have them too? This fellow is a trend-setter.