So as you've probably noticed, week two of NaNoWriMo has left me struggling. I fell behind in the slog, and am now having trouble keeping my head above water.
Perhaps it's the part of the story I'm at?
Perhaps it's the fact that I've been writing it nonstop for two and a half months and I just want a break?
Perhaps it's because everyone in my family chose this month to get sick, so instead of having the house to myself so I can pick at my word count in between my English lessons, everyone is all the time walking around, talking, and generally dashing my concentration all to flinders?
(A combination of all three is my guess.)I just need this month to be over!
Today was supposed to be a huge writing day for me. Everyone was going to be gone, and I only had two lessons to teach, thus leaving the rest of my morning completely free for writing!
Guess again.
My brother caught a flu and stayed home. (not swine flue)
My sister caught a cold and stayed home.
My mother threw her back out and stayed home.
And my dad blew up the internet, which is vital for allowing me to teach my students. I was left to deal with the tattered remnants of a once strong internet connection. (RAAAAARG!
So instead of writing this morning, I spent the whole time freaking out and trying to get the net back up and running so that I wasn't absent from my work and thus fired.
I completely missed my first student, but have just managed to get the net working again in time for my final lesson. (In about two minutes.)
I am extremely upset and annoyed.
Words that I would never say out loud are looping endlessly in my head.
I need very much to break something.
In short, I am an unhappy person today.
[END RANT]
[EDIT]
Whoo! I just pulled an all nighter (of sorts) and caught up with my word count!
Over 5,000 words in one long and painful sitting. (Okay two sittings. I Actually did go to sleep somewhere around 6:30. But then I got up at 8:00 and kept writing.)
I also realized that it sounded really self centered to be complaining about my family getting sick because it interfered with my writing.
They're all doing much better, by the way. (Though I guess my mom's back still hurts.)
Anyway, sorry about that. I was kind of only focusing on my own problems. Feel like a total jerk now. TT.TT
I'm kicking some sense into myself as we speak.
Anyway, that's all I have to say.
Type at'cha later!
Ridel~
(PS. Reguarding V. How many times am I going to have to see Wash die in my life?!
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NaNoWriMo Word Count:
Day 1: 2,005 of 50,000
Day 2: 5,000 of 50,000
Day 3: 6,004 of 50,000
Day 4: 10,014 of 50,000
Day 5: 10,014 of 50,000 [Reason for not adding to word count] Was sick all day.
Day 6: 11,146 of 50,000
Day 7: 12,005 of 50,000
Day 8: 12,005 of 50,000 [Reason for not adding to word count] I was busy procrastinating.
Day 9: 15,012 of 50,000
Day 10: 16,012 of 50,000
Day 11: 19,326 of 50,000
Day 12: 20,028 of 50,000
Day 13: 21,043 of 50,000
Day 14: 22,024 of 50,000
Day 15: 24,485 of 50,000
Day 16: 25,175 of 50,000
Day 17: 25,175 of 50,000 [Reason for not adding to word count] See above rant.
Day 18: 30,009 of 50,000 (I need to go to bed!) DX
Day 19: 31,707 of 50,000
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So long and thanks for all the fish!!!
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If I can figure out how to post my comments I'll let you know!
... My half is almost done =0
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"Hello, little guy! It's the sweetie man coming!"-Wikus
"Fuck! I thought you said not to kill them?!" -Christopher Johnson
"He shot at me!"-Wikus
"What are you doing?!"-Wikus
"Making a bomb."-Christopher Johnson
Aw man, now I'm all excited again.
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"Bring me my monocle! I want to look rich."
Tad Ghostal~
B-Bit I'm trying!.... Try not to get your hopes up, I really think I did a terrrrible job...
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"Hello, little guy! It's the sweetie man coming!"-Wikus
"Fuck! I thought you said not to kill them?!" -Christopher Johnson
"He shot at me!"-Wikus
"What are you doing?!"-Wikus
"Making a bomb."-Christopher Johnson
Don't worry about it. I can pretty much guarantee you that I'll be happy no matter what.
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"Bring me my monocle! I want to look rich."
Tad Ghostal~
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Examples of my work
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"SON i wanna blow that dumb look right off your stupid face"
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"Bring me my monocle! I want to look rich."
Tad Ghostal~
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"SON i wanna blow that dumb look right off your stupid face"
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