Rescued by Dwayne and Tim:
The Cold, Cold Month of NaNo
Dwayne and Tim talked me down off the ledge today.
Yes, this morning I had left the house with every intention of quitting my NaNoWriMo project, with half a month to go. But I joined these stalwart men for a cup of strong coffee and they talked some sense in to me. Actually, Dwayne just made fun of me, and then Tim said he had only 6,000 words and he's not quitting. The shame and self-loathing (and the bitterness of the coffee) brought me around.
So here's what I face: in less than 15 days I have to write a little more than 38,000 words, or just over 2,500 words per day.
The pressure is on, ladies and gentlemen. Let the craziness that is NaNo continue. For now.
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2 comments:
More like Dwayne talked you down. I've got less than 7000 words still.
I just got arround to watching Dodgeball last night. I was rolling when Lance Armstrong said, "So what are you dying from that is making you quit?"
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