There was a swathe of Shadow People that just didn’t gel, and regardless of the spirit of the event, the NaNoWriMo, as far as not editing goes, I didn’t cheat. I deleted it. That’s not editing really, is it? I had to replace eleven thousand words. I then had a panic attack, when I saw my new word count, and mimicked Naka the chicken guy for a bit. My feathers stood straight up. No, I never killed Naka. He’s far too cool. He’s in it till the end. Right now though, I feel like I’ve been stomped on by a bunch of Sumo wrestlers, but that’s fine too. I’m still happy with my story – that’s what counts, and if I avoid the always very real possibility of the sky falling on my head, I should crawl across the finish line in time. Whereupon, I shall give myself up to excesses as far away from writing as possible, for at least a day.
I doubt that I will get anything accomplished on Twitter and Facebook today. What with constantly having to put my battered eyeballs back in my head, but I know that my friends will forgive my day of neglect. I will catch up on all your news tomorrow, and never leave your side again. I have, however, posted on my site, the words of a lovely new blogger friend, that I know you will enjoy. Please read on. Still feeling the love.
Till next time friends. xxx