I did not complete Nanowrimo. Heck, I barely even started. I think I just wasn't in the mindset, to be honest. I wrote for the first two days and then just FORGOT. Literally. I went to bed on the 3rd day and was snuggling into the sheets to close my eyes before I remembered that I was supposed to have written 1,667 words that day. Needless to say, it didn't get much better after that. I wrote a couple of days at school (I had a few days where I didn't have much to do) but writing at home did not happen. Last year I had an office upstairs and I think that made things easier- I could get away from distractions and focus on writing for a bit. Now our "office" is in the living room so that didn't help anything. I'm not laying blame- it was me and me alone that did not accomplish this goal. But I will say that, although I set myself this goal of writing something novel-sized before the anniversary of Mom's death, it's probably not going to happen. I'm just still not ready to tell my story. It's in there, but it's still cooking. I don't know when it will happen.
Stop judging me.
Christmas vacation is looming on the very near horizon! In six days we will fly to Colorado to see Shannon and the Colorado Franks. Then home to Georgia for the whole break. I can't wait. Not only am I definitely ready for a break in general, but I'm so excited to be with my family for the whole break! The last two years, we've spent a couple of days with my family, but the majority of the vacation in England. I love being in England in the winter, but I am just really happy to know I'm going home for Christmas... makes me want to sing a song.
I got nothing else for today. Maybe more later. We'll see...