I'm a little hesitant to show my face around here.
I have spent the last couple days debating.
I hate to even write it....but I'm considering taking an "F" on the NaNoWriMo challenge.
It's hard to admit defeat.
I knew that it was going to be tough. Especially with the pup.
And I've decided to lay most of the blame on him.
To write almost 1700 words a day took me like 3 hours. Interrupted 20 million times by puppy.
If I continue, I think I may loose my mind.
so that's my story.
It's all HIS fault.
It's all HIS fault.
don't feel sorry for him, he deserves this
He is....
The Master Derailer of my Train of Thought.
The Scratch that throws me out of my Groove.
The Wind that blows off my Thinking Cap.
The Fiber that feeds my Brain Farts.
You get the idea.
I've decided to not give up on the novel thing completely.
Writing a novel has always been a secret dream of mine (not so secret anymore-of course). I'm hoping to keep going at my own pace and not worry so much about the word count.
So if any of you NaNoWriMo Flunkies out there want to join a new Novel Writing Group, I'm thinking about forming one. We can make up the rules as we go.
We'll need a name-of course.
And I really missed blogging and all you guys! So I'm back!