For your average person, November is not a good month. It’s not close enough to Christmas to feel the wintery cheer; it’s probably cold, dark, and drizzly. Altogether, not great news. But look! Over there! A blue badge sitting behind that tab! What is it, you ask? The unassuming icon of Nation Novel Writing Month, of course. And it’s been giving me a real headache.
I participated in NaNoWriMo both last year and in April for Camp NaNo. Both times, my novel fell apart and I was left with 10k. I was determined to do it this year, and I have been commenting as such on preparation posts and other participants’ blogs. But at the same time, I had no fixed idea and I knew from last year that I really didn’t have that much time.
Still, I’m going to do it.
I’m not aiming to write an entire novel. 30 or 40k words would be my minimum for any satisfactory book (I tend to draw things out), and there’s no way I can make time for that considering my writing speed. Instead, I’m aiming for 20k. Maybe 15. I’ve told myself it’s a short story, because if I call it a novel my brain freaks out and I have to get every detail perfectly planned out.
I might disappear on you in the coming month. I’ll be scheduling some posts over the next few days, though, and I’ll probably still be replying to comments and stuff. I hope you understand, and if you have any tips then I’d be very grateful.
Are any of you planning to do NaNoWriMo or NaBloPoMo? Are you getting in as much of a muddle as me?!
Don’t worry, I haven’t disappeared off the face of the earth. As you read this, I’ll probably be in the middle of nowhere with no WiFi, crying over Blood of Olympus. (Not really.)
I may in fact have WiFi, but I’m trying to take some time off for the moment. Hence, I might not be as quick as usual to reply to comments and stuff!
I’ll see you guys again in the near future – I have some bookish things planned. ;-)
Oh, hello, poetry. I haven’t seen you in a while, have I? I’m getting a bit rusty.
I was almost tempted to write ‘I am not even Leo Valdez,’ but then I decided against it. Not everyone likes some Percy Jackson with their poetry. (God, that was some bad alliteration.)
This isn’t the best poem that I’ve written in recent times, but it helped me to get some feelings out. Better for me than for you, I think.
A Wish, Crumpled Up and Thrown Into the Bin
I am the third wheel when there is
I am the one who walks two steps ahead of the twins on a tricycle.
I am the shoes that try desperately to fall into step,
I am the one who prefers to talk to imaginary people,
I am the one who tiptoes around the dragon and tries not to wake it.
And I am not ever allowed to be that dragon,
not even for a moment.
I am the one who finds salvation in secrets
and wonder in words.
I am the one who lies to herself
her nose builds a ladder to the moon and
her tongue is twisted into a thousand knots.
I wish were not that person.
I wish I were someone else.
Sometimes, I wish I were no one at all.
Whoop! Today’s the first anniversary of my blog! :-D As it happens, it’s also coincided with me getting my 200th follower. (What’s a few days here or there?)
Some of you might be thinking ‘This gal has been blogging for a year and she only has 200 followers?!’ but it’s more of a ceremonious occasion than a true representation of when my blog began. It’s had many, many rebirths. I’ve met many, many cool bloggers. Let’s recap the last twelve months:
How has my blog evolved since I started it one year ago on this day?
- it’s been from beauty blog to humour to general writing stuff to poetry to bookish things and then to there we are now.
Where is my blog going to be going in the future?
- it’s sort of become like a book blog, but I’m not going to be posting reviews. There are TONS of reviews out there and I don’t think that it’s a field I’d be helpful in. I still hope to post bookish stuff, and in addition to that my musings, photos, quotes, even the occasional poem/story. If you have any suggestions, I’d love to hear them!
So, on we go to the aforementioned giveaway. I’ve been wanting to do a giveaway for a while, but I don’t have a lot of money so I thought that instead, we’d BRING BACK MAIL!
Yes, if you win I will be sending you a (hopefully) amusing card in the post, perhaps with a few badly drawn cartoons and a sticker or two. I’ll try and surprise you.
The giveaway is open internationally, but to receive the card you must be comfortable with sharing your address with me. I won’t be sharing either your address or your email with anyone. If you want to enter but don’t want to share your address, then let me know and if you win I’ll send you a cool e-mail card instead. (Though I’ll still pick another winner to send the real-life card to.)
Thank you all for your support, comments, inspiration and general awesomeness. It sounds clichéd, but it really does mean a lot to me.
Originally posted on Questions That I Ask:
I was watching Jacksgap on youtube recently and saw this video.
It made me question: What do I love?
So me, being me, searched up the definition of “love” (thanks again to dictionary.com) and it said:
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“When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, “Why god? Why me?” and the thundering voice of God answered, “There’s just something about you that pisses me off.”
I’ve just started to read a book by Meg Rossoff entitled There is No Dog. It’s based on the scenario ‘What if God were a teenage boy?’ and, as you might imagine, it’s already very funny.
The quote above was written in the front of the book. I don’t usually pay much attention to those sorts of quotes, but this one caught my eye.
I’ve just started to take a new route on the Underground and, lo and behold: the train doesn’t have any interconnecting doors. There are different carriages, sure, but there aren’t any actual doors between them. This means that you can see right the way down the train, technically. Usually there are some people in the way, and it’s hard to stand inconspicuously in the middle of the carriage whilst your friends are sitting down on the empty seats.
You can’t really feel when the train turns on the Underground, but when there are no interconnecting doors you can see when the carriages before you turn. It can give you a headache if you look for too long, but otherwise it’s pretty awesome.
Have you ever been on a train like this one? I didn’t know they existed until a few weeks ago!