A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

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

Monday, December 01, 2008

1st December

Now playing: Kristin Chenoweth - Because He Lives

Goodness, it's so depressing that it's actually December. -_-' I hate this post-NaNo depression. I don't know what to do with myself. I have time on my hands, nothing to fill it, and no desire to find something else to fill it except writing. I've found a way to avoid doing things for a month, and I don't want to start doing them again, and so I have all of that free time as well. Plus, (not that I'm complaining) my homework levels have been lower recently to allow for revision time.

I guess I am trying to get back into the academic swing of things, though, because I started my psychology revision today, for my exam in January. I have an exam for three topics, and so I started making my revision cards for one of those three topics. Sadly, it took me an hour to make cards for just ONE little booklet of notes. Basically, I'm screwed. *eye roll* Oh well, what else is new?

We put our Christmas tree up today. It's epic awesome. We're also setting up our BlueRay DVD player, so I look forward to watching Mamma Mia (I hear it's awesome =O) on BlueRay on it tomorrow, with Mum. :]

I started reading a little of Black Hour today, and was actually pleasantly surprised by the quality of Medina's third person narrative. Perhaps I'm not so bad at it as I thought, though it's not perfect by any means. I guess I'll just have to put up with it, though, because I refuse to make any major overhauls, I'll just highlight any big issues and otherwise read it as I would read a normal novel (with more awkward stumbling and grimacing, that is). I'm getting Steve to print it out for me when he has the chance, and from then I'll have something more to fill my time while I'm not revising. And then, after the exams in January (and a little bit in between now and then) I can get back in Medina's novel and finish it (hopefully) before the summer exams. :D

Right. It's 11pm, and that means it's time for bed. Late for a normal night, but I'm still recovering from my NaNo sleep schedule. @_@; I can't wait to get back to my early nights. That'll be another way to eliminate all that extra time I seem to have accumulated this last month. :)

So night all.
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posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:59 pm

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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