A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

"In skating over thin ice, our safety is our speed."

Friday, October 31, 2008

31st October

HOLY CRAP.

1 hour until the beginning of NaNoWriMo 2008!
I'm... not as excited as I have been before, but looking forward to it anyway. I've not finished all the homework I wanted to finish, but it's okay, I still have a few days before school.

SHIIIIIT.
XD

No blog yesterday because I spent the day/night with friends. We played squash at Dragon's, where Lauren got us in for free, and then we ate junk and watched movies all night. There could be some amsuing photos on facebook soon >_>

But anyway. I WILL post a blog about London eventually, it's just going to take a lot of effort to write because so much happened. I think that if I leave it for a while, I may forget the unimportant details and just be able to post something a little more interesting for you all.


As for right now:
1 HOUR UNTIL NANOWRIMO 2008.
XDD
I'm shitting myself. I don't have a plot or anything... But, I think I'll start with Rouge. Just a little scene, and then I think I'll set the rest of the novel in the autumn. It'll start on Halloween, I think, and have an introduction to Madam Butter Rum's Sweet Emporium and AC, Danger, Q... a few of those people, and then I'll get into action a little more tomorrow, I think.

I don't know how long I'll be able to stay up, but I think that 1am should probably be my cut off. I need enough sleep that tomorrow I'll be able to do some writing without dying of sleep deprivation, so, yeah. >_>

Now, I'll take a nap for an hour, and get myself ready for the madness. Holy cow. X3

60 MINUTES EXACTLY BY MY LITTLE COMPUTER CLOCK UNTIL NANOWRIMO 2008!!
<3

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:51 pm

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And roll my

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Start the car

I know a whoopee spot

Where the gin is cold

But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

And all that-

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But, oh, I love my life

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Kitty's blog is entirely fictional, and not based on anything real or otherwise. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? it's hard cheese facts of life. This is a NaNoWriMo (and other various writing-related) journal, to see more about this visit www.nanowrimo.org