This was a weird Nano cause I lost my job early in the month. So I was free to write (and it was Minion's first nano), but there was a lot of emotional kookiness. And it wasn't long after that everything in my life started to go dooown dooown dooown. But--now they're going up up up! So... everything changes. Accept accept accept.
One continuity year to year: The sore butt.
I'm still so amused that Minion sucks on your fingers, and that you allow it! (Ah, the liberties we allow our furry companions ....)
ReplyDeleteI assume the "youthful enthusiasm" you refer to is Minion's. You aren't exactly one foot in the grave, missy! :)
It wasn't until I saw my first snowfall that I truly understood that silence that happens, that I'd only read about until then.
ReplyDeleteThis flashback looks familiar ... have we known each other for this long, I wonder?
My idea completely died. I'm trying to decide if I should just quit (only 5,000 words in), or if I should come up with something new and put further effort into it. The problem is my idea is so NOT compelling that I keep forgetting about it. Two or three days will go by when I don't even think about Nano. This is very unlike me.
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