Commence Random Insanities
Here it is, the first day of NaNoWriMo. Here I am, typing very carefully because I have no ability to move my right elbow without wincing thanks to my visit to the clinic and a less-than-smooth blood-drawing process. It's not a good sign when the woman with the needle in your arm apologizes. Now it's badly bruised, very tender, and a weird pattern of tiny red dots has emerged to the side of the needle spot. Plus, a shot in each arm to keep me flu- and cancer-free. All of these hurt more than they normally do, and so all in all my arms are fairly beat up and even sitting and typing is making them ache. It's a great way to spend the first day of NaNoWriMo, with my writing arm temporarily out of commission and both arms aching when I attempt to type.But at about 1:30 last night (after watching America's Funniest Home Videos with my brother, which, by the way, is much more hilarious when it's on at midnight), I did manage to write 64 words:
The Stüstik name was well-known in the immediate area and unheard of beyond it. Ride for a day or so and one would leave the dale and find oneself at the mesas of Cavadare to the east, at the edge of the Golshiv canyon to the west, at the rolling foothills of the ever-intimidating Eerghes Mountains to the south, and dead to the north.
I have no idea why you die if you go north, nor do I have any idea where the names Cavadare, Golshiv, or Eerghes came from. This is why I love NaNoWriMo so very, very much.
I'm off to do something not involving my arm (like, watching TV or some such thing) for a while, and then once my arm settles down I can tackle the math I have to do and get some NaNoWriMo stuff done. Mainly tracking down a three-ring binder and three-hole punch, and raiding the notebook cupboard (we're a family of writers). And of course there's the write-in at the Bou tonight. Should be fun.
Labels: Excerpts, Muffin Stüstik and the Face, Musings, NaNoWriMo, Non-Fiction
posted by Tracey @ 11:52 AM
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