Darn it! Why doesn’t someone stop me blabbering on and tempting fate! There I was yesterday thinking that everything was tickety-boo, couldn’t stop writing, the words were practically typing themselves, and then what happens? Life, that’s what. Everything is now conspiring against me to try to stop me finishing this. It really would be Sod’s Law if I’ve written 25000 words in the first five days and then I don’t finish, wouldn’t it! Yesterday I just couldn’t concentrate on the novel, with the result that I only wrote a handful of words. Not happy. Then today, I have to spend the evening hunting round Cardiff for a cyberman helmet for my oldest for Christmas (slight exaggeration – I’ve reserved one from Argos, but it’s not in my nearest store so I’ve got a bit of a drive and it will probably wipe out this evening as far as writing goes). It’s the only thing that he is asking for from Father Christmas, and so I really want to make sure it’s there if I can make it so. He’s a really good child, you see, never pesters for new toys when we’re in shops, and always puts things back on the shelf when he’s finished looking at them in the toyshop. Also, he has an unshakable belief that Father Christmas is going to go into Tesco (where he first saw the helmet) in disguise in order to buy one for him! How can I disappoint him! So, I am going to sacrifice my evening of writing pleasure in order to see his little face light up on Christmas morning and to hear those magic words coming from his mouth; “You will be upgraded. Delete! Delete!” (This is what cybermen say, for the uninitiated!)
In conclusion, this gives me just those hours while Jack’s in school to write something, which probably won’t prove very productive anyway as the little one will want at least some attention – they seem to like it when I acknowledge now and then that they’re in the house! And so, I’m never going to write so cocky and confident post again, unless the whole project is finished, printed, backed up in at least three places and I can feel (relatively) safe that nothing much can go wrong.
Anyway, I’m wasting valuable NaNo time here, so I’m going!
(p.s. the cocky and self-confident posts will of course probably be back by the end of the week – this is undoubtedly just a temporary blip!)
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Not feeling smug, not feeling smug, it could happen to any of us at any point…
Grrr, will write a lot today, must write a lot today! Grrr!
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