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Only 13,000 left - I think I can!

With the month I'm having it's kind of startling to see my NaNoWriMo story emerging.  Since I feel guilty for sleeping at night, after all, that's prime writing time, I stay up and eke out another thousand words here and there.  After everyone else is in bed I don't have to worry with meal prep or cleaning, I can't make noise so vacuuming is out (darn!), no one else is up to talk on the phone, and the best part is that I don't hear, "Mom, can you...?"  Peace, blessed, glorious peace.

I made an outline done for my story and I have approximately four more chapters to write (if all goes as planned).  Nothing has ever pleased me so much as this story, nor has it flowed so smoothly.  I haven't had a problem with it yet other than finding the time to write.  I also feel confident I'll be able to do something with this manuscript. 

I'm not going to say I'm the world's greatest critic but I've read probably 120 novels per year for the past 15 years (most of those are still on my shelves).  I have read authors before they become popular and I know when something or someone is going to be a hit.  In fact, it's very easy to tell when an author is going to really take off.  I think because of that, I'm overly harsh on my own work.  After a few novels I've read, I will say my past stories were at least that good, but they never seem worthy enough.  The plot is either cheesy or just not up to my standards and I don't want to publish just anything.  I want to compete with the big dogs.  My NaNo project so far feels like it'll be worthy enough to at least throw my hat in the ring, say I want a chance at peeing in the tall grass.

My mother's flight lands in 3 hours and my house isn't finished yet (I opted to write this morning instead of scrubbing floors).  It's a good thing mom told me she was coming to see me and not my house... I'm taking her up on that.  It's not a sty, but it's not my usual spotless abode either.  She also told me to hold up on organizing my craftroom because she'd like to help.  I'm all for that.  At this point I'll take all the help I can get!  I'll run the vacuum and shove the dust from one end to the other and then I'll go pick her up.  

It's snowing/sleeting/raning today (can't make up its mind) and it's a wonderful day to curl up here on the sofa with my laptop.  Too bad I only managed three hours of sleep last night - a nap is sounding REALLY good about now.  Guess I won't get to do either of those for now.  Look out tonight when everyone is finally in bed!  I'll type until I pass out.  Then I wake up when the computer is sliding off my lap and type some more.  One night I even wrote a whole page of Os - good thing I save constantly and have my computer set to automatically back up my work every 20 minutes.  There are some things in life you just don't chance.