Yes, I am still wearing the shirt. It still smells pretty fresh, so shut up. Also, I look much more harried than this, in real life. Srsly.
It’s 7:57 AM on day two of the 3-Day Novel Writing Contest. The hubs is still in bed, there’s laundry that needs doing, but screw it all. I’ve got my thinking cap on, cus last night I said 10,000 words or bust for Day 1, and I only managed to eke out 9,011 before my eyelids started getting heavy and my head started nodding in front of the screen.
Today, there must be 10,000 more words, minimum.
I think having a more detailed outline before I began may have been a good idea. I guess it’s too late for that now, eh?
This is what throwing caution to the wind gets you, children. On the plus side, I have a crazy husband who suggests things like “You need more clowns on unicycles in your novel,” which helped me crank out about 5,000 words. When I posted it to Twitter, I apparently inspired another 3-Day Noveller as well (@piemage), so yay for that!
And now, to type out at least 989 words before we hit the laundromat and the gym. Wish me luck!
woot woot! I’m rooting for you! xo
Argh. It’s really slow going today. I need to put on the headphones and get down to business!
You’ll be pleased to know that inserted clowns on unicycles into my novel, too. :)
LoL! That’s awesome. I wonder if this year’s contest-winner will have clowns on unicycles? That would be a great meme.