40,345 words. Proud of myself today–wrote 2001 words of a difficult scene, not finished yet though. The scene will take at least five or six more pages, but I’m happy to have made it through a significant part of it. 9,655 more words to go to finish the manuscript. I always write through the last day of NaNo. My reward for reaching 40,000 words: Shopping! Recently received The Vermont Country Store catalog. I love catalog shopping! Reminds me of the days when I would save my babysitting money and sit dreamily leafing through the Sears catalog for new clothes.
I am not doing this next year. I promise.
38,344 words. Exactly three words beyond Day 23’s target of 38,341. I’m coming upon a very difficult scene, difficult because I have absolutely no idea how to write it. Oh well. Tomorrow is another day.
0 words today. HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
35,584 words. Not quite up to it today. Stopped to make the cranberry orange relish and the yam-pecan casserole. The turkey breasts are nearly thawed, but not baking those until tomorrow morning.
35,295 words. Thanksgiving looms and I’m a bit distracted thinking of the cooking I’ll do for the holiday. Not as much as last year when I hosted the family. We’re going to my sister’s house this year, but I’ll be bringing food also. Thank goodness I at least have the shopping done.
32,976 words. Yippety! Thanksgiving is this week and I’m not going to write a word. Since I lost a day and had to catch up, an official day off would have put me behind. Now I can have a free Thanksgiving Day–will be going to my sister’s house. For Thanksgiving I’m roasting two turkey breasts, making a yam casserole, and my traditional orange cranberry relish that I make twice a year, Thanksgiving and Christmas. The family expects it so…
Plus bringing two pies, pumpkin and pecan, will pack it up kit and kaboodle and schlep it over to my sister’s. Her husband is smoking a turkey (heh heh–sorry, my brother-in-law is a wacky, ebullient guy and I could just see it), anyway, she’s making eggplant stuffing, Brussels sprouts, mashed potatoes, and corned beef (one of my nieces doesn’t like turkey), and for dessert, peach cobbler!
I’m going to stuff my face and not think about the book!
30,051 words. Another squeak past the word goal (30,006), for which I’m grateful to my muse, who pretty much sat with her arms folded and kept her thoughts to herself. I promised myself a day off when I reached 30,000 words, but it’s not going to happen. Hope she shows up tomorrow.