Jaci Dawn

I came home with a plan tonight. I was going to work on my blog and then work on my writing for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). I need 50,000 words by the end of November to qualify and it doesn’t even have to be good or published. Just written. 50,000 words is a lot of words and since I accidentally hit “NO” yesterday when asked to save something, I lost about 2500 words.

So I am behind a bit.

That was the plan.

But this fell asleep on my lap.

And this kept hijacking my possessions.

I’ll have to go looking for my calculator. Zephan thought he had a cell phone and took off with it pressed to his ear.

Now it is 8:30PM and all the people 25 and under have retired. Us old folks are kicking back with our hobbies.

And I am doing what all NaNoWriMo authors do best: I am procrastinating. And just in case you are wondering, I have taken the challenge before. One year I succeeded in capturing 50,000 words onto paper. It was the worst novel ever. I’ve fallen short a couple years in a row. But I’ll keep playing the game because sometime I will really complete the 50,000 word novel and it will actually be readable.

He’ll probably be 25 when I do that.