So…I have often wanted to join the National Novel Writing Challenge, and this year I’m doing it! I have been out of town, and even had a procedure done that took up some time, and I’m still a little bit ahead of schedule which is amazing to me. I had been so intimidated and here I am doing this thing. I took some advice that turned out to be a real gem, and took the time to prepare in October. I researched and outlined and it has kept my head above water, so ya, I’m going to try to make this a habit. If you want to follow my progress look on the right hand sidebar at the bottom of the page and you will see a little badge with my word count.
My WIP (work in progress) is a biblical historical fiction. I have a devotional started too, so I’m feeling pretty productive, at least in my writing chair.
In other news I’m getting my goats and sheep bred for 2018 babies, and planning sheep milk carmels and cheeses next year. Oh my.
I have some milk in the freezer for winter soaps, and I’ll probably start those in a week or two. I’m trying to keep my schedule as clear as possible for some dear people that are battling cancer. I’d like to be able to visit more, and since both live across the mountains, it takes a little doing.
I had a colonoscopy a couple days ago (Don’t be jealous). Colon cancer runs in my family, unusually often. I’m two years younger than the recommended age to start getting those horrible procedures done, and I already had six precancerous polyps removed. I was a little stunned. Somehow I figured to escape that. Sigh. Anyway, there was one large one that got sent to pathology and I’ll hear back on that in a week or two. I’m sure I took a breath and blinked once or twice over the doctor’s news, but then that was that. I have a novel to write.
I’m wanting to go to a writer’s conference next year. If you’re a local writer do you go to conferences? If so, which do you like best?
I’m also feeling like I need to add a Nigerian dwarf doe and a llama to my ranch. This urge may pass. It’s kind of like baby fever I guess, but maybe I should be satisfied with the goat kids and lambs coming next year. After all, animals are hard work.
What I’d really love is to travel on camel to various inns close to good European coffee houses where I could write novels that would make Hemingway jealous. And when I wasn’t writing I’d shop and get massages and pedicures.
Ya. That sounds like a good idea. Maybe I better learn to be a better writer first though.