Eden Vale Awaits
03/11/2011 12:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaIzzie will be in exile from Cyberia until some time on Monday evening. There's a storm brewing here after a hellish day of totally troppo weather
After a visit from the dementors yesterday, managed to shake the creeping clammy beasties off. Realized that they do this for the first few days of every nano November.
Imagine your vicious inner editor or an evil stepmother on steroids nagging in your ear and white anting your every ambition no matter how modest
The only way to deal with them is to admit that they are right, the whole project is a pointless waste of time and words and to agree to give up this crazy undertaking. But not quite yet.
Giving up is scheduled for the morning of 30th November and not one minute sooner.
Meanwhile it is garden festival time down south and the Izzie will be slinking down there early tomorrow morning. Here's hoping that the train will be running. It has a habit of being out of action just too often at this time of year
Crossed the 10,000 word threshold about an hour ago so now the serpent can slink down south with a clear conscience.
Expecting to get lots of squiggling done down south but it will be of the old fashioned pen and paper variety
Will catch up with posts and comments some time on Monday (after reaching 12,000 words)
It's time to brew up some serpent snack. Izzie's got the munchies. Too busy squiggling, forgot to gobble breakfast
After a visit from the dementors yesterday, managed to shake the creeping clammy beasties off. Realized that they do this for the first few days of every nano November.
Imagine your vicious inner editor or an evil stepmother on steroids nagging in your ear and white anting your every ambition no matter how modest
The only way to deal with them is to admit that they are right, the whole project is a pointless waste of time and words and to agree to give up this crazy undertaking. But not quite yet.
Giving up is scheduled for the morning of 30th November and not one minute sooner.
Meanwhile it is garden festival time down south and the Izzie will be slinking down there early tomorrow morning. Here's hoping that the train will be running. It has a habit of being out of action just too often at this time of year
Crossed the 10,000 word threshold about an hour ago so now the serpent can slink down south with a clear conscience.
Expecting to get lots of squiggling done down south but it will be of the old fashioned pen and paper variety
Will catch up with posts and comments some time on Monday (after reaching 12,000 words)
It's time to brew up some serpent snack. Izzie's got the munchies. Too busy squiggling, forgot to gobble breakfast
