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That’s a Planner Right There

Ready for next week! Doing the tracking! Set up a meal plan. Ready to take notes about the day!

So … I need to write!

I had plans to work on some NaNo prep this week. It’s now Thursday and wanna know how much I have done?

If you guessed nothing, you’d be 100% correct! UGH!

I guess it might be time for me to take my Surface to work with me on a daily basis. I can hide in a corner or the conference room on breaks if I need to 😀 I already have permission for that (so I can have a quiet space when I feel a panic attack coming on).

Change: 2019 Word of the Year

CHANGE

verb

transitive verb

1a : to make different in some particular : alter never bothered to change the will

b : to make radically different : transform can’t change human nature

c : to give a different position, course, or direction to changed his residence from Ohio to California

2a : to replace with another let’s change the subject

b : to make a shift from one to another : switch always changes sides in an argument

c : to exchange for an equivalent sum of money (as in smaller denominations or in a foreign currency) change a 20-dollar bill

d : to undergo a modification of foliage

e : to put fresh clothes or covering on change a bed

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I’m a Terrible Writer

Dylan Jourey ran his hands through his dark brown hair in frustration. He couldn’t believe that his daughter had done that. He couldn’t believe that she had burst into Skye Parker’s shelter, her place of business, and just made that accusation. He hadn’t even realized that the town they had moved to was one that actually had a Parker in residence. He figured that was what he got for not looking into the proprietors of businesses.

But when he had heard about this town, he had to bring his daughter. He was tired of always having to hide who and what they were, everywhere that they had moved. It wasn’t that he wasn’t proud that he was a werewolf and that he was raising a “werewolf pup”, especially as a single father, but most of the world didn’t even realize that they were actually real, that they actually existed. That was the problem, the singular problem. If they really knew, they would be hunted down and eliminated. That’s why he moved to Needmore, Colorado.

Yuck! That’s what I wrote. This is why I have a love-hate relationship with NaNoWriMo. I write terribly when I’m forced to write. When I let the words just flow, I can get some amazing shit done.

Right now, it’s not happening. Right now, I’m just trying to get caught back up!