"Lies will flow from my lips, but there may perhaps be some truth mixed up with them; it is for you to seek out this truth and to decide whether any part of it is worth keeping." --Virginia Woolf A Room of One's Own

nanowrimo day twenty-one

I got caught up, and now I'm back behind. But I am over 32,000 words, but just a bit. Happy Thanksgiving and I hope I can do some writing in the next few days so I don't stumble here in the end. I've added some new modes, for lack of a better word, voice mail and live phone calls. I'll try to work in instant/text messages as I move forward. This is giving me some flexibility in how to do things. Should I revise, there is going to have to be a lot of email entries to go with the blogs, voice mails and phone conversations. The first bit below goes on the end of the previous entry.

nanowrimo day eighteen second entry

For the first time, I think, since the start of the month, I'm where I should be word count wise, if I did my math right: just over 30,000 words. Twelve days and 20 thousand words to go!

Christmas Day, 2005


nanowrimo day eightteen

I've been slacking a bit when it comes to this novel writing stuff, but I hope to churn out a good many words this morning. Rachel and Tobias are up in Sandpoint so I'll get a bit of time alone to just write, but I have to vacuum before they get home. thanks to Joanna, I"m going to add a new dimension, a blog by Portia's friend Diane, but Portia doesn't know Diane is blogging based on their, and other conversations, I'm going to back up and plug these blogs in, but they'll read as if written all at once in today's posting. Before I started writing today, which is as I write this, I was ajust over 24,000 words. Being on schedule would mean I'd start today at 28, 333 words, and end the day at roughly 30,000 words. I don't know if that will happen, but I'm about to find out. I'll post the word count total before I push "submit." That word count is 28, 463. It's time to clean house. Maybe I can churn out a few more words later today, if I neglect my reading and yard work.

December One Dishin’ and Bitchin’ blog entry

I have this friend, if you read this blog even somewhat regularly, you know who I’m talking about, the girl I call P-car.

a break from nanowrimo

Here's a new twist on the Nigerian email scam. This one comes from an "American" in Iraq. I'm not sure how he got his hands on $8 million, but apparently he did. Anyway, I knew it was a scam from the subject: CAN I CONFIDE IN YOU? Yes, it was in ALL CAPS, which is red flag number one. beyond that though, there are too many red flags to count, so I'm not going to even try, but I am including the letter here so you can read it if you've never seen this one.


How is everything going, I hope great?

nanowrimo day fifteen

If I were on track, I would have 25k words by today, by the time I punch "submit" on this entry, but I'm 998 words short. Yes, I have 24,002 words of a "novel" or so-called novel, or whatever you might want to call what I've cranked out. I can't remember what I've said about my intentions before, but the epistolary form is not exactly conducive to the early 21st century, not in anyway that I can make sense of as of yet. should I revise I might make it all emails, texts and IM, though I hard text or IM, so I don't know if I could pull that off with an authentic voice. No matter.

nanowrimo day fourteen

As you'll see below, if you read, our free range rabbit Loper turned up today, in our neighbor's front yard. He tunneled out of his pen the day after Halloween, so he's been on the lam for two weeks now. He was pretty happy to hang around the house, since it's been below freezing the last few nights, plus windy and rainy when it wasn't cold enough to snow. But he's not looking thin after two weeks of foraging. The somewhat funny part of his return is that he was running around in our neighbor's front yard with her rabbit that had escaped its hutch. What are the chances of that?

nanowrimo day thirteen

The good news for today is I broke 20k words, and almost made it to 21k. Plus, as of today, I have some fodder for where the story will be going for a little while, though I don't know how far I'll be able to carry it. I may back up some and have B----'s mother dead from a suicide. I've been kicking that idea around a bit. I'm going to use that to build on a second suicide, which will become clear in the next day or two if you read what happens. I don't know if I've moved things forward at all with regard to plot, but I'll worry about that sort of thing later.

nanowrimo day twelve

I didn't get any writing done on day 11, which, when it comes to churning out words, is not a good thing. I'm still a day or two behind in my word count, at 18,500 give or take a few words. If I was on track to hit 50k by the end of the month, I'd be at 20k. I was shooting for that today, writing about 3500 words. Maybe I can do something like that in the next day or two, to get caught up. Still, to be only one day behind in the word count, I'm okay with that. And that I was able to write 3500 words today, which is two days worth of writing, that's okay.

nanowrimo days nine and ten

I wrote just a couple/few hundred words yesterday, Friday the ninth. Today was a better day. I'm over 15,000 words for the month. Though if I keep this pace, since the month is now one-third over, I'll end up with 45,000 words, give or take. I think that's about what I did last year. The good news is I have Sunday and Monday to crank out some words, and I think I have some ideas to work on. Other good news is we closed on a condominium today in Dover, Idaho. As I've said at times, death has been good to us. Several years ago we inherited money and bought some waterfront property. We admitted we'd never have the money to build on it, so we sold it, at a price much higher than we paid for it, thanks to the booming market in waterfront lots in the region in general, and Lake Pend O'Reille in particular. Today the condo, that took a little more than we received from the property, became ours. The downside is we have a mortgage on our home, on a rental property we're trying to sell (that is languishing on a very slow market) and now the condo. Everyone should have such problems, that's for sure. Fortune has smiled on us, there can be no doubt. And now, for today's entry:

nanowrimo day eight

The first entry, letter if you will, I added to the beginning of the story. It's now where things start. I think this adds a second, or a first, layer of conflict to the story, making it more interesting, though more smutty based on what I wrote today, but smut is good, right? Especially in the examination of family and other interpersonal dynamics. What could be better than a little smut there?

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