Hello.
So what happened to the Nanowrimo this year? I know you are wondering. In fact I am wondering as well. I had a technical difficulty. Yeah, that’s it. My headphones were broken. Sounds stupid I know but there it is. I topped out my word count at about 22,000 before the inevitable sobbing fit.
See I can’t write while listening to the sound of Glee and my family shouting at the T.V. It tends to make the prose derail. It looks something like this:
“Patsy wandered into the game room to find the other fighters poised with their Kurt did what to that other character whose name I can’t remember? Wait what? Is that supposed to be a Queen song? Why does it sound like a gang of melting harpies? ”
After about six hours of fighting against the futility of trying to ignore the life around me I gave up. The irony is, I received new headphones for Christmas. Christmas. 25 days after I needed them. Or 330 days before I’ll need them again.
Next year, I will build myself a sound proof room. With a giant musical lock.
Fine, but I am striving to save enough to buy a decent laptop so if I get annoyed by the sound of real life as opposed to the fictional life I prefer I can go elsewhere.
(Will accept donations. )
Just kidding.
(No, seriously.)
No, not really.
(Don’t listen to her, she’s not awake. Send money.)
Hey shut up.
Looks like my Id is trying to escape. This is what happens when a writer can’t write.
Very sad.
Dogwoman
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