Last Day of NaNoWriMo 2015

National Novel Writing Month 2015 is almost over but my writing escapades have only just begun. This was my first time doing this and I’m presently 139 pages into my novel, Forsaken Paladins, with so much more to go but I’m looking forward to the unfolding story as I write it. I’ve even done a foray into illustrations to make my own cover art.

I’m grateful to the NaNoWriMo team for sustaining this mission of creative writing for people from all walks of life. Without this as a tentative goal, I don’t think I would have made it to the point I am at now. I’ve never written more than 13,000 words in one document in my entire life and that was for a story. Now, I’ve got more than 60,000 under my belt. Something inside me has changed, thanks to NaNoWriMo and my own efforts, and I am very appreciative of this change.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must get back to writing. I’m determined to finish this book, however much writing I have to do.

Shining Brightly In The Dark

A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.

–Madeleine L’Engle


So, I have the beginnings of a book. It is nowhere near completion and I have more than the 50,000 words required for NaNoWriMo thus far. I validated on the 22nd of November. I’m dedicated to following this one through. This is the longest string of words I’ve put together in my life and it’s coherent. It’s solid. It’s pretty good actually. At least, I think so. As soon as I’m further along, I’ll update the PDF file and pass it along to my friend for his perusal.


One of my SOs asked me when it was going to be completed. I admit to being a bit peeved at the rush on the timetable. It’s not like there’s a deadline for me to write this. This book is for my own personal accomplishment in writing. As it stands, I am writing as quickly as I possibly can, as much as I can. For example, my plan is to do 6,500 words today, tomorrow, and Tuesday before giving myself a much needed break on Wednesday. I haven’t been sleeping like I should or doing things I normally would be doing in place of the writing. I’ve never felt this way before. It’s like something has smashed inside of me and opened the floodgates on the innate ability I have to write things. I love it. This feeling is exhilarating.


Waiting in the background for this novel to be completed are several projects and another story I need to write a continuation on. I wrote a story in 2006 and finally posted it to Adult-FanFiction and Literotica a little over a month ago with the title Unintentional Advances. The chief complaint about it has been that I didn’t flesh out one of the characters enough and that I didn’t give a less ambiguous ending. My intention with the story was mainly to write from the one character’s perspective, but I concur that more could have been said about the other character, so a revisit is warranted. The ambiguous ending was intended to give the reader a chance to make up their own story (hopefully a nice one) for the two characters but, apparently, everyone wants me to write it out. I’m up to it. I just need to get back into the characters. I laid them to rest in 2006 when I wrote the story and only dusted it off to edit for publishing and give it a title (Thanks, Brandon, for your help with the title).


On the project front, I have an unfinished Hobbes head staring at me with its Darice button eyes. It’s for my friend on the occasion of his birthday in less than a month’s time. I also still have socks, a doily, a stole, a blanket, a Boba Fett, and a sweater to make. In addition to this, December is supposed to be the month I start the In Love With Color throw. I also, still, haven’t made my winter gear. So, I’m going to be quite busy over the next few weeks.


At some point during all of this, I may do a vlog. A long vlog too. Not a short, update on the Aerogarden or anything but a proper scripted vlog featuring things.


For now though, I need tea. Lots and lots of tea. Later.

11 November 2015

Ode of Remembrance

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Pile It On and Watch Me Crunch

To say that this week has been stressful would be an understatement.

I am doing NaNoWriMo AKA National Novel Writing Month this month. I’m in the process of writing out a novel I’m calling Forsaken Paladins. I think I’m doing good at any rate. Also, friends who have read what I have thus far have given me positive reviews based on what they’ve read. So, that’s something. However, it is stressful having to complete this journey and go through life at the same time.


For the time being, I have put off doing all knitting and crocheting projects to enable me to focus on the task at hand, which is writing. I will not touch the yarn, hooks, and needles until 1 December 2015, no matter how bad it gets. Believe me, it’s bad right now but I’m keeping to this vow.


I almost wasn’t going to blog either but something happened that demands a venting. It’s a stressor on top of a stressful situation on top of an already stressed out situation.


I have recently, within the last day, found out that I’ve been knocked into a higher risk bracket for the possibility of colon cancer. So now, instead of at age fifty, I have to go get my colonoscopy at age 40. Crap, that’s less than six years from now. That’s stressor number one.


This warning klaxon was sounded when a first degree relative went for their colonoscopy and a large, golf ball sized polyp was found, removed, and sent for biopsy to determine malignancy or benignity. That’s stressor number two.


On top of this, my dear sweet asthma seems to be getting worse. The “bronchitis” I thought I was suffering from for more than six weeks turned out to be my asthmatic lungs showing off. They’ve never done it to this level before. I can’t take a deep breath without a deep, booming, life sucking, unproductive cough and, let me tell you, the coughing fits lost their magic weeks ago. That’s stressor number three.


All of this is kind of putting a cramp in my writing for NaNoWriMo 2015. I’ll be the first to admit it. Nevertheless, I am not giving up and I am not giving in. I made a promise to myself that I would write out fifty thousand or more words by 30 November and so I shall. As of right now, I’m at 13,166 words according to the NaNoWriMo site. I’ve got just 36,834 left to go to complete the threshold requirements though, personally, I think my story is going to go beyond the 50,000 word count.


I hope you’re all doing well. Please, take care.

Vampire Writing Hours

I’ve been so stressed out lately. I’m giving serious thought to inverting my schedule just so I can get some peace and quiet to write in. Apparently, it takes the passage of midnight for people to stop banging on the friggin’ front door or ringing the phone. Sometimes… *glare* …not even then will the noise stop.


The only writing I’ve gotten done is a story I’ve completed after nine years. It’s not for NaNoWriMo but it’s something I’ve been anxious about completing. I consider it done now at thirty-nine pages. Thanks to my friend, it has a title. I’ve put it up on a few sites, including my own InsaneJournal behind F-lock. I may put it up on another site a friend just told me about last night but, for that, I’ll have to go over it with a fine toothed comb for errors. I do that now but, as of now, it’s just me reading my writings. No Beta reader. I’ll just have to up my game of checking after myself. I did get positive feedback about it though. That’s something. Now, I just have to keep churning them out.


Finally have an appointment for the doctor to get this bronchitis checked out. I don’t have the strength or the patience to go to the offices with more open appointments available, so I’m waiting for the one in my area even though it’s got fewer available appointments and on a later date.


Speaking of appointments, I have an appointment to donate platelets in forty four days. This will be the first time I’ve been back in almost four years. Life and various tiny illnesses/injuries just kept getting in the way. Like this darn bronchitis. Hopefully, I’ll be in peak physical condition come my appointment time. I normally pull a high number too, whatever that means. I’ll remind myself to look up what that means. It’ll just be fun to be helping out again.


I’m also taking my buddy, Winky – the Blood Drop.


He’s a squeeze ball. I made him off of a pattern I found on Ravelry.


I’m getting sleepy now. So, I’m going to take a nap, so I can wake up at 1am my time to write. Later!

Celebrating Success

I am so not letting this illness get me down. Instead, I’m going to wax ecstatic about all the things growing in my room as well as the achievements I’ve accomplished.


First, an achievement.


Four chicken pot pies! If the swipes of tastings are anything to go by, they’re pretty tasty too. I wish I could eat some but they’re not for the household. They’re for the Maternal Parental’s brother and sister.


I would have included the Peanut Butter cookies I made along with them but…they sort of got eaten up. On well. Better luck next time.


In the realm of gardening, I’ve gotten a monster crop of Jalapeno peppers coming in (vlog coming tomorrow).

Also included is a little junior partner in the Equality Salsa Garden. Ladies, Gentlemen, Multiforms, and Variations Thereupon, I present to you the first developing tomato in my garden.



In the realm of crafting, I completed one last project, the little Yummy Yoda, prior to the beginning of NaNoWriMo prep for me.

Not bad for a first go at the pattern. I’m going to get some more DK weight yarn in various colors to see how well I can do on making the other figures.


The other projects I was working on prior to the beginning of NaNoWriMo Prep will just have to wait forty five days on my desk.


Speaking of the writing… I have my Novel title, summary and brief excerpt up on the NaNoWriMo site. I have absolutely nothing else except for a randomly written filling of the world of my story. I live in hope though as I have fifteen more days in this month and another whole month in November to write this out. I’m trying not to procrastinate, like I normally do, but it’s only making me do just that.


I’m going to make a revised schedule for myself tomorrow. Either that, or stick to the one I have up on my wall. I still have loads more research to do and characters to create. Wish me good luck.

All By My Lonesome

I’m very proud of myself. I’ve managed to put together my desk all by myself. I carried it up to my room a piece or two at a time and then I struggled with it for six hours until it was all put together. I even deconstructed the old desk and took it downstairs.

Sisters really are doing it for themselves.


In addition to this, I finally managed to get the book and kit I’ve been desperate for. The journey to getting this crochet kit has been long and hard. I found out a few things in the process of receiving this:

  1. Some of my neighbors are thieves.
  2. Even my favorite delivery carrier is capable of incompetency.
  3. There is actually worse out there than my formerly least favorite carrier.
  4. I can crochet even when I’m super tired.


Now that I have the kit, I’ve been studying, practicing, and making some of the figurines. My first project from this book is Yoda. As of today, he is unfinished because my exhausted body finally crashed on me yesterday. I’ll be working on him again as soon as I eat something.



Once he’s finished, he’s going to my friend Sylvain.


Then, as soon as I get the yarn from Knit Picks, I’m making Boba Fett for my friend Sam.


My body is still so sore and covered in bruises and scabs from putting this desk together. I look on this pain and temporary marking as proud battle scars for a job well done.


On a similar vein, the bed I was so anxious to get may be too big for my room. I was doing the measurements across the Wall of Inspiration and, even if I tried to, it wouldn’t fit comfortably. So, the concept of a bed is right out.


Oh well.


My Aerogarden peppers are super producing right now. Every time I look in on the plant, I see more and more Jalapenos with more and more leaves and flowers falling. I might tweak with the feeding a little bit to see if I can get the plant to retain more of the flowers for fruit production.


The tomatoes are almost the same height at the pepper plant. I’m really hoping to get a new Aerogarden once I get rid of the sewing table and machine. That way, I can have one Aerogarden dedicated to pepper production and another dedicated to tomato or herb production. Oh, who am I kidding? Tomatoes. I’m determined to lick this tomato growing.


Last but certainly not least, NaNoWriMo. I have three more days until I’m fully dedicated to preparing for this upcoming pain festival in November. I have the beginnings of a story. I’ve run it by a few friends and they all say that it seems original. I’m just hoping the melding of my old unfinished stories and this main story go smoothly. I think I’m going to spend the next two days writing character sheets or something.


I really need to eat something now. Later.