The month of November was one of the busiest and personally challenging months of my life. Outside of the usual cooking, cleaning, and handful of Supernatural episodes, November revolved around writing, thinking about writing, and more writing. (Oh, and Thanksgiving, which was a week of cooking and giving the dishwasher the workout of its life.) Pretty tedious, eh? And I only did half the word count that most people undertook.
So, I managed just shy of 26,000 words, which is about 1,000 words over my goal. Within those 26,000 words, the main character began her quest for healing, love, and passion, but she still has a long way to go before she finds happiness. At least 50,000 more words and a lot more drama until she finds her happy ending. Wanna hear more? Sorry, it isn't written yet.
Now that NaNoWriMo is over, it's time to have a life outside of Regency England, as fun as it was. I still have a two tons of proofreading to work on, which will probably consume a good chunk of December (and many following months). And there's always continuing to write, or pretending to write in the least.
December means keeping my house clean, cooking my husband real meals instead of heating up leftovers at every chance I have, and watching two handfuls of Supernatural episodes a day. I also have numerous quilt projects to work on, including a new mystery quilt from Border Creek Station, table runner bindings, and other unfinished projects. Oh, and I have a couple computer, Xbox, and PS3 games which have been dying for my attention, along with all the blog posts I've been mentally drafting for the last month. And seriously, I need to stop even opening Facebook because everyone
keeps posting delicious looking recipes that I know my husband will
love.
So now it's time to go get dinner, watch more Supernatural, and paint my nails blue. Why? Because it's advent, silly. Who doesn't paint their nails according to the liturgical calendar?
