Couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d do an entry. First of all, comments and questions can now be left anonymously or not. I didn’t realize till today that Tumblr came with a feature like Formspring that enables comments/questions to be integrated with the blogs. So if you look toward the left of the screen you’ll see something that says: Click here to ask me anything or to leave a comment. It’s under the Archive and above the broken Search feature. From there your question/comment will be sent to an internal inbox to await my reply. It will be visible when I respond to them.
Andy said he couldn’t see my last entry and the first few questions, but Mitch could see it so maybe he hadn’t refreshed the page or something.
I barely wrote 300 words tonight of my story. As I told someone who asked about it earlier, the story is running out of steam. I just can’t think of fresh ideas to keep it going and it seems I often hit writer’s block once I start approaching the 25,000-word marker. :( But since I’m bigger on quality than quantity, I may bail out of the NaNoWriMo thing, especially since there’s no money or other prizes to be had and everyone “wins” who writes at least 50,000 words. I haven’t decided for sure yet. Having to get a certain amount of words done a day is both motivating and stressful. But when you run out of ideas to keep things going it becomes stressful. Besides, the idea I had for the ending won’t quite work if I stretch it out too long, so I may be wrapping things up soon as I just don’t always have the creative imagination I’d like to have.
Later…
I asked Tom if I should drop the NaNoWriMo thing or struggle to come up with new ideas to reach the 50K-word goal. He thinks I should keep plugging along and maybe go outside of my comfort zone. I guess I’ll give it a try. I’m going to have to work all night long doing two chapters to catch up which will be something like 3,000 words – ugh!
Got up in the early afternoon. Didn’t hear any sawing but I got a dose of Jesse’s ATV and then he was running and gunning the truck. Probably giving the kid another driving lesson he doesn’t need for another 2-3 years. The kid’s only 13. Where’s he gonna drive to now?
Ran/walked for 30 minutes which I’ve decided is a good enough amount of time. My bladder can’t usually make it to 60 anyway because I have to drink so much along the way. Besides, more isn’t necessarily better. All it does is make me hungrier and more tempted to replenish those burned calories.
Tom thinks Nane is prettier than Barbara and that Barbara’s not bad but plain. I guess it’s a matter of opinion, though I did see some iffy photos of Barb. A couple more inches in the waist and one less centimeter around the nose wouldn’t hurt. :)
Irene seems delighted to know Nane and I are done with each other. I know she doesn’t mean it in a bad way or anything. It’s actually kind of funny cuz Irene kind of likes me.
Because of another dream, Tom decided it wasn’t worth doing the Barbie lot auction right now. This was the dream where I was laughing at what money we had saved up to move to a bigger place. I appreciate his confidence in my dream premonitions but I’m not sure I’d count on that one and I’m definitely not sure I’d count on the Florida dreams meaning anything either. Either way, he feels that if it’s a sign they’re gonna hire him on and we’re gonna move, then we’ll have room for them. Plus Barbies don’t sell for much anyway unless they’re NIB.
Christine was saying she knows what it’s like to feel fat, old and ugly. She regrets feeling fat or plain in her 20s because now that she’s in her 40s she looks back and realizes how much better looking she thinks she was back then. What was funny was how she said that when we’re in our 70s we’ll look back at ourselves in our 40s and think we were gorgeous in comparison, LOL. So true. Only problem is I sometimes wonder if I’ll live long enough to make it to my 70s.
My ear is back to bothering me almost every day now. :( I wish I could get rid of all my teeth! It’s the only way to know for sure if it is the ear.
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