Confessions
I hate my NaNoWriMo novel. Sure, I've only written 2,000 words, but the whole idea is falling flat with me. Maybe I should have some vampires come by and kidnap my main character. I refuse to scrap the entire idea because, well, I'm not really as interested in writing something "good" as I am in spewing 50k onto some pages and calling it a day. For me, it is all about the WIN. Who cares about the writing?
Also, I'm going through this weird little phase. Well, let's hope it is a phase. The last time I was feeling this way, I bought a bar, quit my job, and moved to Tunisia for three months. I think it is safe to say these are dangerous feelings. Since I'm already without a job, it becomes tantalizingly easy to imagine taking off again. Uh-oh.
I'm starting a temp gig on Monday. Maybe that will ground me a bit. It is going to be a total logistical nightmare to drop my son off at school, go to the gym, and make it to work, but I'm determined to do it because I'm so sick of my fat ass (seriously) and for once in my life I'm sticking with the workout schedule my trainer laid out for me. And dammit, I'm going to be on time.
I have no idea what to do today. I want it to be something amazing. Is that too much to ask? Maybe.
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Good luck with work and the gym--I know you can do it. :)
You could do the same with the part you've written. Just kill the person off or something and then move in an entirely different direction as if it's meant to be that way all along.
As to what to do today, well, you've already dyed your hair. Go somewhere interesting-looking, spin around and toss your hat up in the air like Mary Richards. :-)
I'm considering not taking him out in public again until he's 20.