i’m wearing a sports bra because my boobs hurt so much.

Um. So I totally failed NaNoWriMo. I blame this partly on me for not coming up with an idea until two days before I was supposed to start writing, and partly on life. I got sick one night, then there was… well, nevermind that other night, but let’s just say I could’ve used some Xanax. The novel was just not turning out the way I wanted it to. I’m not sure why I thought half non-fiction/half fiction was a good idea. I think the plot itself is okay, but the way I was doing it… just did not work. Oh well. Maybe in November?

I have the house to myself for the next few days and this is both good and bad. Good because they won’t be around to harass me and hog the TV, and bad because I have to dog-sit the dogs. I am not a dog person, okay? I have 7 cats. I am a cat person all the way, baby.

You know what I wish? I wish I had a female friend. All my friends are dudes and while they are awesome, it is so nice to have a girl to talk to about manicures and men.

Sigh. SIGH.

NaNoWriMo

Remember last November when it was National Novel Writing Month (also known as NaNoWriMo)?

There’s a summer version! It’s camp themed! I don’t know why I’m using so many exclamation points! I’m really not this excited!

Anyway, I am totally participating. November is kind of a hard month to write a novel in thirty days, mostly because of holidays and stuff, and I always thought NaNoWriMo would work better in the summer. And apparently someone read my mind because it’s time for Camp NaNoWriMo! One in July, one in August, only they kind of screwed up the July session because I never got an email about it and really had no idea it even started until the second day. But there is an August session, so all is well.

My goal, like last November, is about 2000 words per day. I came up with an idea about two days before it started, and I am pretty psyched about it. Earlier today I wasn’t so psyched because it wasn’t turning out like I planned, but hey, it’s only the second day, I still have time to turn it around.

My New Year’s resolution was to write two novels in 2011, and if I finish this one at the end of August, I will totally be halfway there.

Another goal: blog more often. When I was 14 to about… let’s say 22, I’d blog or journal or whatever nearly every single day. For some reason I stopped and I really need to start again. I know I’m going to love having this to read when I’m old and gray. Okay, I’ll probably love having it to read so I can reminisce about all the sex I had when I was younger. Haha!

I’m already over 4000 words, so it’s time to put the novel away for the night and spend the rest of it in bed watching reality TV and eating Hershey’s Kisses. My life is so rad.