Flash 55 - Wine, Women and ...

Wine, women and ... a sentiment first written of in fourteenth century Persia advocates Hedonism. Who can argue with the idea that an individual’s ultimate pleasure is the highest good that can be achieved? Certainly not I, bubala. In fact, I suggest you spend this weekend pleasuring yourself. How are you going to finish the phrase?

Feel free to pleasure the G-Man, too.

I had a great time with friends last night. We sat on my front porch, drank some wine and chatted for a couple of hours. Definitely a pleasure that must be repeated soon.

Did you see the beautiful full pink full moon last night? It wasn’t pink but orange when I looked at it. It’s called pink (in North America) because of a flower that blooms this time of year signalling the start of Spring. This was the first lunar eclipse (partial) this year but we couldn’t see it in the Americas. I hope you made your offerings to the Goddess. Pink is her favorite color. The next lunar eclipse will be May 25th and we should be able to see that one.

My new couch did not come yesterday. You know, you just can’t trust anyone. The salesmen made this big deal about the delivery date being yesterday and when I called customer service to say we didn’t get our call, what time are they coming, I was informed it was back ordered and not due until the 30th. Then, I looked at my sales slip and lo and behold, the delivery guarantee was for sometime before May 28th. My bad for not reading carefully enough but I’m still going to complain. Their verbal shenanigans still constitute a contract. Good thing we didn’t throw out the old one in this week’s trash.I want my damn couch.

I’m writing like a maniac to get to my 50,000 before the end of this month and have the first draft of The Salt Lover’s Book of Magic done. I’m getting close. It’s times like these that having a semi plan beforehand really helps. I’d be in trouble without it.

My husband, QV, thinks I’m nuts. I just told him he has to drive me on 295 to get photos of a farm I saw in passing a couple of weeks ago. I want to do a painting of it. I figure it’s safer if he takes me rather than my trying to take pictures while I’m driving 65 miles an hour. I’m such a responsible adult, aren’t I? Children don’t do this at home.

Another bright sunny day here in the ‘hood. These little birds keep attacking the screens on my front porch and living room windows. They hook their little feetsies in the mesh and peck at something, maybe bugs. They sure are having a good time, whatever it is they are after.

Oh, oh. We have a boat. QV had bought this nice little motor with his father years ago. They had it in the garage of one of his father’s “girlfriends” for years, even after QV’s father died. She tried to get QV to do some”work” on her house because this motor was stored there. I encouraged him to remove his engine from her garage (*giggles* intentional because I’m twelve.) So he sold it to this guy for $800. Well, now the motor is attached to this cute little boat and we are buying motor, boat and trailer for $1,000 bucks - really just $200. Can’t beat those numbers. I’ll be floating on the Delaware soon, so beware.

Rabbit! Rabbit! Good luck in December! The snow bunnies frolic and play all the live long day!

I am doing the happy dance today. 

50,025 words.

My wrists are very sore.

Words Need a Home, Too

Another way to procrastinate.

Adopt-a-word at Save The Words.

Here's the word I adopted:

~ click image to make biggerer ~

The beaver lived in an ulvose pond, happy with his life.

Yesterday's word count: 1,846

For a total so far of:

Do You NaNo?

It's November so I NaNoWriMo.

I have participated since 2005. I did not finish that year (I barely got started.) In 2006, 2007 and 2008 I wrote three different stories. Last year, I came close but gave up Thanksgiving weekend as I wallowed in the joys of my new grandson.

I WILL finish this year. So far for 2 days I have 3,500 words. My NaNo name is goldennib. Be my buddy if you play.

The title of this year's story is:

Bind, Strangle and Suffocate: A Novel About a Family


Would you be a serial killer if you came from this family?

Rabbit, Rabbit November

My story was boring me to death. Since I wasn’t writing or revising my novel, I wasn’t allowed to play on the webs or internets (my rule.) Naturally, I needed to figure out the problem ‘cus I like playing.

Problem Part One: Why do I get bored with my stories? I start out pretty good and then I lose interest. Why? Because the characters are too nice to each other and they always solve their problems so easily. It took, like, maybe two hours to figure this out.

Problem Part Two: Why do I write these kinds of stories? The answer to this question took a little longer to figure out and required that I clean out some rooms and closets, getting rid of physical junk along with the mental junk. I discovered that I want to make nice. I like things peaceful and easy. Why can’t we all just get along? I expend a great deal of energy smoothing out bumps and I have carried this over into my writing. Which makes a story suck.

So, I have written my day’s allotment for my NaNoWriMo story with a new focus on torqueing things up. I didn’t finish on time last year but I am bound and determined to finish this year. I am calling this year’s novel “Bind, Strangle and Suffocate: A Novel About a Family.”

And I am back to revising the novel I was working on with a better idea of where I am going with the story.

Woo Hoo - 50,048

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Thanks for your congratulations and for continuing to visit despite the weeds, dust bunnies and cobwebs.

I will post this year's rough draft by this weekend, hopefully.

Update - Just Like the Elections

Go Vote!

Thanks everyone for your birthday wishes and yes, I just turned 50.

I got a tattoo for my birthday. I designed it myself. Guess what it is? I will post a picture of it as soon as I get my head out of my ..., you know.

I am participating in this year's
NaNoWriMo. So far I have passed the daily word count goal of 1,667 to reach 50 thou' by November 30th. I wrote a brief outline and character sketch this year and they have helped tremendously. Total word count as of last night was 5,572.

Thanks to those of you who still stop by. Eventually, I'll get back into the blog reading and writing habit.

Answered Prayers

Earlier this year, I lamented the lack of excitement in my life, whining over my boredom, complaining of the deep rut I traversed. The universe, as it always does, granted my wish and smacked me upside the head. Once again, I took time off to learn my lessons. I hope this finds you all well and I will start the visiting rounds soon.

Kat, I am gearing up for this year's NaNoWriMo. I will actually do a story outline this year.

You can also find me at Facebook.

Never Say Never...

...unless you want to eat your words. This morning I did something I said I would never do. I stood in line to buy a rain check from GameStop for a Wii console. I see some of you snickering at me. I deserve it, I know. I have caved to Christmas Commercialism and no one feels worse or more disappointed than me. I will now have to qualify every declarative statement I wish to make in the future, even this one.

I think I will have Sunday all to myself. I am planning on catching up one everyone's blogs and even updating my own. Thank you all for your wonderful comments and especially for reading what I write. I can't express fully how much it means to me. A special thank-you to Pauline from Glimpses Intangible who writes beautiful poetry. She has been reading my NaNoWriMo 2007 novel during this busy season and leaving comments on each section. I couldn’t have gotten a better Christmas present. If I don't see you until later:

Happy, Merry, Peace, Joy and Love.

Oops, My Bad.

Minka The Ice Princess and Actonbell The Tempest in a Teapot have found my 2007 NaNoWriMo novel on their own and have made some very kind comments. If you wish to peruse the 50K+ words, you may do so HERE. Sorry for the delay. It seems the holidays are getting the best of me. I thought I had loads of time but all kinds of things are happening at once and I think my innards may become my outards. Of course, the books I’m reading are not helping my time management (shush, don’t tell anyone.) And I can’t find my calendar (where I schedule everything) which has begun to obsess my thoughts and really screwing with my head.

Numbers

I wrote my 50,173rd word at 10:09 PM last night.

I will publish this year's effort by Monday, December 3rd, 2007, for anyone interested in reading what words look like when you shove them in a word processor.

Don't Hurt Yourself Laughing

I haven't written anything on my NaNoWriMo 2007 novel since the 19th. Have you seen my word count? I have six, yes count them, 6, days left to write over 28,000 words. I had the nerve to read a book yesterday instead of writing (not even one single word.) We are looking at 4,712.66666666666 words per day for the next six days. Start taking bets and don't hurt yourself laughing at me.

Best, Better, Bestest

Thank you all for your well wishes. The puppy and I are doing very well. The funk has lifted and i am moving on. My word count for NaNoWriMo 2007 is over 16,000. That's a little light for the 18th but I'm getting there. I've been doing between 2,000 and 3,000 words a day, so by the end of the month I'll be there.

Time to go do my daily chunk.

Pity Party Passed

Mercury being retrograde during October and November this year is really doing a number on those around me, which is effecting me and it’s also doing a number on me personally. I haven’t even had the energy or time to check the comments you’ve so kindly been leaving.

Just so you can all have a pity party for me and mine, I will tell you my sweet little puppy hurt his leg last Thursday and I was too sick to take care of him. I had to call my husband home from work (which I never, ever have done) so he could take the Codes to the vet. The Codles had no serious injury; it looks like he slipped on the tile floor and twisted his knee. He and I whined for several days. Make with the little violin thingy, go ahead.

So, I am recovering, as are all of the other people who have been bombarded around me. I am horribly behind now on NaNoWriMo, but do not despair, there’s still time to catch up there, too. These past two weeks have been a lesson to me that sometimes I need to go with the flow more instead of trying to bulldoze my way through things.

The weirdness factor is still operating but I think I know what that is about too (extra sleep from sickness sometimes has advantages.)

I’m sorry for neglecting you all, but it could not be helped. I will make the rounds this week and catch up. Here’s to hope.

Weird

The past week or so, I have had that weird out-of-body, out-of-mind feeling. I am my physical self, slogging through everyday life like pulling myself through a muddy swamp and then there’s me, watching, listening but not quite there. If you are old enough perhaps you remember the shadows on TV – that has been me. I have been caught several times, staring into space. The looks I’ve gotten are priceless, as I usually reserve my complete disconnect for when I’m alone, but my will power has been lacking. I just didn’t feel like being my usual excessively focused self. I’m straddling various realities, but I feel a major change coming (I hope it’s not schizophrenia) and it’s very strong so instead of hiding from it, I’m waiting and looking and listening. And I am writing my little heart out for NaNoWriMo, which takes precedence this month.

I have read everyone’s comments, which I love and for which I thank you. I will respond during those brief times when my selves are merged, but I make no guarentees.

Heaven

A bird warbles just outside my window. A breeze, cool, constant and caressing, flows over me as I sit reading and daydreaming. I consider the peace of this sunny, crisp autumn day and thank God for the gifts I enjoy.

Whispers of calm and murmured mantras shuffle the branches high in the trees. Light dances through the leaves: yellow, green, red and orange mosaics shimmering across the grass outside and the tile floor on the porch. The play of lights and darks hypnotizes me; heaven could not be better than this moment in time.

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NaNoWriMo 2007 starts in a week and a half. I am working on my outline. I won last year writing a 50,706 word novel during the month of November. Granted, many parts of it sucked, but there was NO planning involved. I just went after the word count. From now until November 1st, I will actually think about a story before I begin. Despite the pressure, it was loads of fun just slopping words on the page. Consider joining me.