My to-do list is getting longer, but I relish the feeling of an evening's work well done.
Some friends came over Saturday night after we put in an appearance at a Halloween party. We watched “Drag Me To Hell.” Horrible gory movie. Gross sound effects. Way too many bodily fluids for my taste. I wrote some during the movie though it was dark, and then once people had left I made it to 2000 words plus before I passed out. I think I'm coming down with a sore throat, which petrifies me to no end.
Sunday was the first full day of NaNoWriMo, and also Fast Sunday. I love them both. Break-The-Fast was a joy as always, especially since the theme was Thanksgiving foods.
Elder Lewis came back to Tallahassee on Sunday! His family came to Florida to pick him up because he got was getting released on Monday. They came to the Institute where we had just finished watching a CES Broadcast with Elder Uchtdorf (if you can, look it up. It was most excellent). Much chaos ensued in the Institute foyer with embraces and shaking of hands (depending on the gender of the person involved; Elder Lewis had yet to be released and so was technically forbidden from physical contact of any sort with females). He kept shaking our hands like the good little not-quite-released missionary he was. Rebecca and I sort of bent the rules to take a picture with him. Ah, the undeniable awkwardness of an elder putting his arm around you for a photograph. What a great guy.
Noveling is awesome.
Word count as of tonight: 5198 (woohoo, ahead of schedule!)
How I feel about my story (scale of 1-10): 5
I hate working without an outline. I like to know the shape of my story instead of this random, fly-by-night, throw in a random quote from my journal here, an odd character there business. I'm a creature of habit. I like a house of order.
And yet I signed up to write a novel in 30 days. Laugh at me if you will.
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