I caught up on NaNoWriMo. Of course, I have to write another 1,667 words when I wake up in the morning, but I'm not going to let that effect my peaceful slumber. I have to say that a semblance of a plot is beginning to speak to me. I jump around a lot in my story, not writing it in order. I'm actually writing the climax of the story and I'm only 1/5 of where I need to be word count wise. I get that's kind of backwards, but I have to get the basic story down, and then I'll go back in and connect everything. About five minutes ago, my plot took a dramatic turn. Apparently, Ashton has a dark and violent side. It's a little scary. Lydia's confused, and I am too. I suppose tomorrow I shall have to finish that little bit. NaNoWriMo has ceased to be a fun, "I can do it" endeavor. It's starting to stress me out. My dad looked up at me a few minutes ago. "You looked burnt out," he says. Imagine what I'll look like at the end of the month! Yikes! I've been sick for the last few days too, bah!!
On top of NaNoWriMo, boys around my school are celebrating "No Shave November"
Ew. Normally attractive boys are starting to look sketchy and extremely repulsive. My best friend happens to be a guy, and he knows it pisses me off when he doesn't shave the horrible facial hair. He says I'll be so wiped out from writing this month that I'll stop caring. It's probably true.
Anywho, good luck writing. It's time for me to sleep a little bit.
Happy Noveling,
Savannah
10,352 words and counting!
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