Yippee! Camp NaNoWriMo nearly killed me, but it’s over now. For me, anyway. But I’m more excited about my story than ever before. FINALLY. We’ve had a lot of ups and downs, this novel and I, er, me, I, oh, I can’t even think any more! I’ve forgotten everything I ever knew about grammar. I can’t remember my dogs’ names half the time. My back hurts, and I’m not even going to go through the whole list of aches and pains and what-not that are assailing me these days. Suffice it to say that writing is a source of much pleasure for me, although apparently not writing for the blog.😉 What can I say? I’ve been busy. What’s that? Why do I even bother having a blog, you say? Because I’m vain enough and hopeful enough to think that one day I might have something important to say and this is a place to say it!
Works for me, anyway.😉
I’m going to go celebrate. In the kitchen, that is. I’m too cheap to go anywhere else. Besides, I have a couple of ideas I want to think about. Camp is over for me but I’m nowhere near being through with this novel. Happy working on whatever you’re working on! Cheers!