Fading Lights

FINALLY HIT 15,000 WORDS! \0/

Yes, I'm still another 13,000 behind. (I hope to write another 5,000 by the end of the night, but I'm not counting on it.) But I don't care. Because I have 15,000 words, damn it.

I am fucking AWESOME.

Thoughts From Today:

★ Today's Word Count: 0

★ Started filling out a 'character questionaire' I found someone reference somewhere.

Now I know all sort of things about my main character that totally just got planned today. And I'm kind of in love with her sister.

★ I FINALLY know why and how there are dragons in my story!

★ I don't know why people ask me to tell them not to write things.

★ I woke up from a nap thinking that I need to let in the dogs, Rags and Graham Cracker.

Rags is North Dakota for the next two weeks.

And there is no dog named Graham Cracker.

Yet now that sounds like a really awesome name for a pet.

(This is what NaNo does to your brain.)


ETA: I can't remember if I've mentioned this yet, but Rags is the official name of the new puppy. Technically his name is actually some fancy ancestral name, and Rags is supposed to be a nickname. But it fits, because he chews on pretty much everything.

Congratulations to those who are finished with NaNoWriMo! I'm so proud of you all. ♥

( I, as always, did not finish. )

In other news, yesterday was Brother's birthday, so last night he, his parents, and I went out to ( this special showing of Star Trek at the movie theatre. )

Then today was ( the last of my physical therapy appointments. )

The only other thing I've been doing for the past couple days is ( reading. )

Just saw Wreck-It Ralph for the second time, this time with Brother's parents. ( Random Wreck-It Ralph squee. )

Then I got home and checked my e-mail, where I found a review for Bright Skies that is both flame and compliment. I should ignore it. I *know* this. But honestly? Some of the comments they left *really* pissed me off. I'm glad they kind of like the story, but at the same time they insulted half of what makes Bright Skies .... Bright Skies.* I'm ... indignant, I guess. And a little offended.

I'd list some of the things that made me so angry here, but I'm trying to convince myself to take the path of least aggression. And trying to remind myself of how many people have told me they love it for exactly the same things this person was complaining about. I guess I'm so annoyed/irritated because Bright Skies is one of My Epic Babies as far as fanfiction goes, and I'm very protective of it. >.O And I've always been a bit sensitive about the few flames I *have* gotten, even if they're rare. -Is a baby-

... Oh. That explains it. This is the same person who commented on A Tale of Five Carsons. I thought that style of review seemed familiar.

On a lighter note, I found this on Twitter just before I posted. It's very heartening to read. ♥ Even if my NaNo has been stuck for a week and is so far behind it's highly unlikely I'll finish.



* When the author LISTS their pairings in the FIRST CHAPTER, this is considered a warning. DON'T READ THE STORY IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE PAIRING.

Spent the last two days helping Brother's aunt and grandparents move into a new house. Which is, y'know, fun when you can only use one arm. I was *mostly* good about not using it (namely because Brother's mom convinced me to wear my sling as kind of a visual reminder), but I ended up overcompensating with my left arm. >.< That, and today I was dumb enough to try and lift some clothes on a hanger up and back over my shoulder so they wouldn't drag on the ground while I carried them, and ... yeah. OW. OW. ALSO OW.

I will say this: I have never seen so many random people willing to pitch in and help with moving before. We had an entire truckload - the last of the furniture and stuff no less - finished in just over an *hour*. It was rather mind-boggling, especially when most of them just sort of disappeared once the truck was empty. o.O

We stayed longer to help with the actual unpacking, and didn't get home until after 8:30. I sort of vegged in bed for an hour before convincing myself that I could do to bed if I wrote something for my NaNo. It wasn't much, but my word count is now 1734 and I've actually written three days in a row, so. And if I can figure out what happens next, I can easily catch up tomorrow. -Crosses fingers-



* Okay, my shoulder's not *really* that bad, but it hurts more than it has in awhile. The pain is mostly around my shoulder blade, so I figure I tweaked it again when I moved my other arm back. But I'm definitely spending tomorrow curled up in bed as much as possible. I figure it's a good reason to play catch-up on my NaNo anyway.

Reading the NaNoWrimo forums (for once) to psych myself up for NaNo. More specifically reading What non-writers just don't seem to get about NaNoWriMo (or just writing in general)...

Best quote so far: Write as if your mother is never going to read it.

♥