NoMo, NoMo

And just when I am totally into the story and my fingers are playing the keyboard like a piano…

I am interrupted. I try to be a good sport and listen to what my beloved is telling me, even though it could have waited for me to emerge from my office during a stretch break.

Since I’m interrupted anyway, I go to the kitchen and refill my glass, use the facilities, and do a few yoga stretches. I remember that I need to get laundry going so we can have clothes to wear when we join my beloved’s family for Thanksgiving.  So, I go unload the washer to the dryer, then load it again.

Now. I return to my story and read over the part I had just finished. Whoops! It has a typo. Maybe I should rephrase that sentence. Perhaps that part needs to be from Juan’s point of view?

The spell was broken.  There shall be NoMo words today.

Blank Notebook
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😦

More Things I’ve Learned About Mountain Living

My education continues, along with NaNoWriMo avoidance… (3,630 words so far – I broke my rule about reading/editing  it before December and decreased my count by 780.)  Sigh.  I have NOT given up writing – just reading 😉

There is something suspicious about winter. People ask me “will this be your first winter up here?”  When I reply “Yes”, they smile and nod, then change the subject. I have seriously begun to stock my pantry.

Dramamine is my new best friend. Everywhere we go there is a nauseatingly twisted road to get there.

Retire as soon as you possibly can!! Knitting, in your pj’s, sipping hot coffee, by a blazing wood-burning stove, is heavenly. Especially so on a business day morning  😉

Just when you think I thought winter arrived, we have 80 degree temperatures for the next 3 weeks.

A snow frosted forest is magical. See a Video Clip taken on Oct 22nd, 2012

I still have a constant sinus headache. I’m going to start vaporizing myself. During nap-time.

Pre November Blues

Specifically, the NaNoWriMo jitters.

Less than a week away and I’m getting very nervous. I still have no clue about what I want to write, who my protagonist(s) are, and who’s point-of-view to tell the story (what story??) from. My brain is a vast plain of nothingness.

Maybe this is the way my subconscious prevents me from getting a head start (cheating). If so, I better wake up November 1st full of ideas and momentum. Do you hear me subconscious mind?

Then, I realize I’m not home at my computer on November 1st. I’ll be at my daughter’s house, recovering from Halloween festivities with my granddaughters. Mental Note: pack a new notebook and several pencils to take with me. Who knows? I used to write epic stories in spiral notebooks when I was a kid.  Perhaps returning to my “roots” will give me the creative boost I need. Or not.

Old Notebooks
The Pile of Epic Stories – somewhere in a box…

Stay tuned!