I imagined the rivers rising, waves crashing into the palace grounds, slamming into the walls, blasting through the windows.
It’s been a week. One full week on NaNoWriMo. We’re a quarter of the way through. And, between that and the five term papers I have due this month, it’s been a lot of screen time. I’m mildly embarrassed to admit that I went to bed with a migraine last night. If I’d been writing this monstrosity by hand, I bet you I’d have carpal tunnel. I’ve listened to nothing aside from my noveling playlist. I’ve drunk and entire tin’s worth of hot chocolate (in lieu of coffee, because that much coffee would have given me a heart attack, and I’ve had mad cravings for hot beveragey things, it being Canada and all). I’m stressed. I’m getting a cold. And, currently, I’m behind on my word count. Which is also stressing me out.
It’s been pretty freaking great.
Word Count: 10449.
If you’re doing NaNo, let me know about your novel!