The pep talks arrive and I scan them at NaNo. Most of them are amusing to some degree. Others I shrug and have to acknowledge the odds of me ever reading the author's own works slide into the abyss of 'no way'.
My weekend was full and I actually kept my word count on track to my amazement. I did in fact make chili and a triple chocolate cake (both in a way 'reward' for me). I also got my oil changed and filters replaced as a nod to RidgeWalker and his past job. I can't say it was a career because it was little more than a job while keeping his sanity in an upside down world. I felt smug at having met my car's most basic needs. Weird huh?
Suzanne and I got some sun and story read in between brief sprinkles. We also consumed a bottle of wine each over the two days. Decadence in the most extreme. Add in she brought a monster club sandwich we split I considered it was a good weekend. A healthy respect for the rumbles of thunder kept me from actually getting in the pool. Next weekend weather permitting.
The Complex - my NaNo - is going along in a nice fun pace with some twists and turns my sleep deprived mind can concoct. I really have no choice - I have to write.
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