Writing Update

So I know NaNoWriMo is well over and obviously I didn’t finish but that’s okay! I’m not done with my novel but that doesn’t mean I’m done writing. I will finish this novel and just because I need more time doesn’t mean I failed, it’s okay because I am determined to finish. I just wanted to let you all know that I haven’t given up!

NaNoWriMo Update #2

Writing game is getting stronger! I hit 16,429 words today. The last three days I have actually written to and exceeded the daily word goal. Although still behind, I have managed to keep my end date in December, which I am okay with because I wasn’t pushing myself to finish in November because that was a goal I knew I count hit, and I am not setting myself up for failure here! I can say it, I am writing a novel and it is scary and fun and I am proud of myself! Stay tuned! 

Word Count

NaNoWriMo word count update: 10,850! 

Yes I am aware I am technically supposed to be at 21,671 words right now but whatever. I had 2 days off for family reasons and slowly but surely I’m catching up. The best part for me is that (besides those two days) I have been writing everyday, no matter how tired I am. Even if I don’t hit the daily goal I am writing everyday, so GO ME! I’ll keep on keeping on! 

The Holidays: Stress or No Stress?

It is almost Thanksgiving! Time to give thanks and remember the pilgrims and indians sharing. You know, some pilgrims came, they met up with some indians and shared corn… or maybe that was Pocahontas. Anyways there must have been turkeys because that is now the center of the Thanksgiving table. Our family likes to go back to our native roots and deep fry that bird because pilgrims and indians didn’t have ovens, so that is the closest we get to rotisserie style. You learn this stuff in elementary school, since then I became an English major and countless anthologies have taken place of this prior information.

I love Thanksgiving and the whole season of it. This year just seems so complicated though. It is in two weeks and no one in my family knows what they are doing because we apparently aren’t doing anything together. It is understandable why my parents are not doing the whole ordeal since there is some health recovery at the moment, but now they are most likely going out of state because they got invited. This will be the first thanksgiving without my dad in a looooong time. My two sisters and I do not even know what we are doing! We just know that the three of us can’t spend it apart. There are different options but what do you choose? The holidays seem to get more and more stressful every year. Instead of trying to enjoy them, you worry about making everyone happy. Is this just me? Does anyone else have this problem? And the older we get the more complicated it gets. I cannot wait to have my own house where I can have Thanksgiving and everyone can come to me. Until then we will make it work.

A Tragic Short- The Caterpillar

My niece’s birthday party was yesterday. It was a lot of fun and there were a bunch of kiddos in the pool because it was like ridiculously HOT! I went down to the pool to see the kids when one of them swam up to the step to talk to me. She is one of my older sister’s best friend’s (pretty much family) daughter and is 5 years old. She very politely asks me, “Excuse me, can you please take care of this caterpillar that I found?” and holds out her hand to me. I looked at her hand and said, “Sure,” and put my hand out to hers. She dropped the wet caterpillar into my palm. I told her, “I’ll go find a leaf to put it on,” to which she replied, “But is that taking care of it?” I responded to her question, “Yes because it needs to eat.” She looks at me and said, “But it is dead.” “Oh…” I said back and looked down at my hand, “I’ll just go hold it up there for you.”

It was so funny and cute. The look she gave me when she said it was dead was priceless. It was a “hello/obviously” look and I about died but kept my straight face of concern for her caterpillar. By the time she got out of the pool she had completely forgotten about it.

Tragic HypochondriacĀ 

It has been strangely long since something tragic has happened to me, but never fear, tragicness found me yet again. The other night I was in the shower and I noticed my hands were kind of white and I could see the veins in them more. Nothing strange really, I could just notice my veins. I kept doing my shower thing and checked my hands again. They were getting even whiter. I didn’t feel that great all day so I started wondering if something was wrong. I checked my hands again and it was getting worse. I could see all of veins in my hands. They were so blue and I could see even the smallest ones going across my fingers. I started panicking. Something was seriously wrong. Of course since I was panicking and focusing on my hands, they started to feel weird in a tingly, numb way. This was the end I knew it! I got out of the shower, wrapped up in my towel, sat down on the toilet and put my head down because I was feeling light headed. I silently told myself (because my boy friend was in the next room) to take deep breaths, in my nose, out my mouth. It is okay, you are just panicking, nothing is wrong. I got dressed and started doing my other things like brush my teeth and was avoiding looking at my hands. After I brushed my teeth I finally looked down at them. They were pink and normal like nothing had happened. I felt such relief and then instantly felt like a psycho. I just had a mini panic attack in the shower because of pale hands and blue veins. I am ridiculous. I am now at the point that I can laugh at it, but I still didn’t tell my boyfriend, he already thinks I am crazy I am sure.