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I took the afternoon off work and totally blew the free time by lazing around the house, watching bad movies (do not watch Satan’s School for Grils) if you can avoid it. Unless someone has a gun to your head or is threatening your first born, you should really change the channel. And to think I recorded it on ReplayTV.

So, anyway. I’m staying up late as I’ve decided to get as close to my minimum for the day. I don’t want a second day of not meeting my quota on this. I feel bad enough that I missed it once. I want to use the weekend to get ahead, not catch up. I’m a little lagged right now, maybe I hit the week two wall a little later than most since I’m writing a parallel story. I dunno. I’m trying to get the music to inspire me, but it’s not helping too much right now (obviously).

Anyway, just wanted to let you folks know that I’m still workin’ it, and I’m not giving up. I’m still confident that I can finish. I just need to stay focused and dedicated.

I just wish I could go back and add stuff sometimes (I’ve vowed that I will not go back at all anymore out of fear of getting sucked into editing by accident). I have some stuff I’d love to go back and happen, but for now, I’ll just make passing references to them in the present and when I go back to edit, I can flesh them out.

Good luck NaNoers and you non-NaNoers, have a relaxing weekend.

I’m sick, I’m taking a break from writing, and everyone else is doing it… so here it is.

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500 words left… eyes starting to cross.

Why couldn’t I be an insomniac.

only 500 words left and I hate to tempt fate, but I think I’m back on a roll with my plot.

Wow, I’m in a bad way. I got home at 8:00 tonight and as much as I tried to start writing shortly after dinner, it’s now almost Midnight and I’ve barely gotten 400 words so far. I want to get my word count in tonight, but I have a job to do in my real world.

Ugh, I could never have anticipated this night. I’m sick to my stomach about it. Hopefully that’ll make for good writing.

“The sight of the flock flying away into the city skyline silenced them both.”

I don’t plan this stuff, I just look up every now and then and see the poetic lines that walked their way out of my finger.

400 words until sleep…

My NaNoWriMo playlist… as it has grown to over the past three days.

What the hell is the point of fanfic? most if it is tripe… the rest is just homosexual erotica.

I don’t get it, and yet people are NaNo-ing it?