Beautiful wedding photography

…does not make you beautiful.

getting behind

on my nanowrimo

Writing

The last few days, I’ve written approximately 1667 words a day.

One day I skipped and had to make up with 3334 words.

Last night was the first time I watched the clock. I started at 9:30 and by 10:30 (bedtime) I was rushing, pushing, forcing the story out. But I think it’s fair to say it takes about an hour to write 1667 words.

Oh, btw, I’m writing a novel.

So blog posts may decline (they have already, from what I can tell). But I’m also writing more at work, and have found that FB is more conducive to quick shares. It’s not that I don’t have fun things to show you (like this awesome article on when you should stay home from work or this article on the relationship between our cute-obsession and social misery) or even that I don’t have something to say about how my recent watching of the Resident Evil franchise and my love of I Am Legend has got me thinking the vaccine for the swine flu is going to result in us all becoming the living dead and or dark seekers…

it’s just… I guess I’m busy.

Nevertheless (a word I’ve discovered I use far too often in my prose), here are some fun quotes from an encouraging email I received from the nanowrimo staff.

What do you give? Everything. Your reader is human, like you, and human experience in all its richness is something that we all share. Readers are interested in the way a writer sees things; the unique world-view that makes you the person you are, and makes your novel interesting. Ever met an odd person? Sure. Ever had a weird job? Of course. Ever been to a strange place? Definitely. Ever been frightened, sad, happy, or frustrated? You betcha. These are your nuts and bolts, the constructor set of your novel. All you need to learn is how to put it all together. How to wield the spanners.

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But the overriding importance is that the 50,000 words don’t have to be good. They don’t even have to be spelled properly, punctuated or even tabulated neatly on the page. It’s not important. Practice is what’s important here, because, like your granny once told you, practice does indeed make perfect. Concert violinists aren’t born that way, and the Beatles didn’t get to be good by a quirk of fate. They all put in their time. And so will you. And a concerted effort to get words on paper is one of the best ways to do it. The lessons learned over the next thirty days will be lessons that you can’t get from a teacher, or a manual, or attending lectures. The only way to write is to write. Writers write. And when they’ve written, they write some more. And the words get better, and sentences form easier, and dialogue starts to snap. It’s a great feeling when it happens. And it will. Go to it.

Pain after Massage

I had the best massage of my life yesterday. By a registered massage therapist.

But I think she dislocated my spine from the base of my skull.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW THE BASE OF MY SKUUUUULLLLL.

To live in America

I would buy a home in the States just for the benefit of having an American mailing address. I would rent it out to a family I trust and/or pay someone I knew to be the on-call landlord and look after the place. I would give the family a discount if they forwarded all mail I sent there to Canada.

I think I’d like to live somewhere completely random…like in New England, or New Mexico…but in a university town so I could connect with the local Inter-Varsity chapter and rent to Christian female students (they’d look after the place).

Expired

It was one year ago, on October 24th, that I bought 10 sessions at a local tanning salon.

They were not cheap, considering what a tanning salon is…

I used 5 of them. And the rest have “expired.” I was told if I bought more sessions I could have these five reactivated.

Do I waste my money, or do I waste my money?

To me right and wrong is quite simple in this situation, but I need to figure out, for the love of money and hate of wasting it, if the wrong decision is really harmful or not.

Sensative subject matter

you’re too obtuse to realize the indiscretion of your behaviour

Halloween crafts

I intend on printing these out and having them at the party I’m co-hosting next Saturday. Everyone loves arts & crafts, right?

Peace

…like a river, I’ve got peace, like a river, I’ve got peace, like a river in my soul, in my soul…

Chickadees

I saw chickadees this morning, folks. CHICKA-FRICKIN-DEES. This proves to me that I basically live in the forest.