October 31, 2004

  • The Insanity Begins ...


    You'd think after the year I've had that the last thing I'd want to do now is volunteer for mroe insanity, but no, I apparently have lost what little sense I used to have because I'm there with about 40,000 other people.  I'm ready to throw caution to the winds and make the commitment.  I'm going to write a book in 30 days. 


    Again.


    For the third November in a row, I'm signed up for National Novel Writing Month.  My first foray into the realm of NaNoWriMo resulted in a thriller that didn't thrill me much by the time I was done.  I had impossible science and outlandish situations.  (The killer turned out to be the little old lady working at the dry cleaners ... ).  But it was an excellent exercise in doing what I set out to do. 


    Last year, I didn't finish the book.  I called it "The Year of Behaving Badly" and one day I think I would like to finish it.  But it was just a little more autobiographical than I was ready to deal with.  Over the past year, much of what I wrote in that book (and some events that I never wrote otu past the outline stage) have in fact come to pass.  Freaky, huh?


    This year, I'm sticking to a straight, no nonsense plot about two people who meet, despise each other, and somehow between the first chapter and the last figure out that they can't live without each other.  


    I believe that I mentioned I completed my training to become a loan officer.  I got my first call last night from a potential client in need of a mortgage.  It's a doozy of a situation and when I pull this one off, I will have proven myself to myself and everyone else in the company.  Hey, this is what I live for, right?


    I was really tired last night so I went to bed at - sometime way before I should have.  So I was up this morning at 3:30.  I've done laundry, unpacked boxes, balanced my checkbook, and now I've written a Xanga blog and it's still not yet 6.  If only it had been another 24 hours, I'd have been writing on my book. 


     


    And I ALMOST forgot --- the magnetic poetry cliche of the day ....


    "I'm as ready as a no brainer cut our for a piece of cake."



    "The grease in the water on easy street saves the small stuff a penny."


     

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