Well, I did get the storm windows in and the heat turned on, and some branches trimmed (too close to house) and a load of wash done. I found out that some mice had invaded a drawer in my kitchen but since I was ready to sit down and try to seriously start on NaNoWriMo, I sacrificed cleaning it all up until tomorrow. The things we do for art, right?
So I’ve been sitting here at the computer for a while and added a small but good number of words to the little pile from the past couple days. I see my writing buddies are plowing ahead. Go you all! I think now that I’ve put my main character in a bit of a personal crisis things might go along pretty well.
In yet another show of how wonderful the internet world is, I tweeted a young co-worker, “does this make any sense? “Tomte, skydda mig från troll ikväll!” Thanks! #notmultilingual” and got back that yes indeed it was readable and understandable Swedish. Doesn’t get much better than that – translators make me nervous.
Now a bit of a walk-about-stretch and check the dryer.
