Monday, December 5, 2011

Another Triumph!

That’s right; I snatched victory from the jaws of defeat, and got my 50 000 words for NaNoWriMo. On Sunday the 27th, I was already behind, and had had a particularly rough day at work. (It was my own fault – I let my energy get sapped by being pissed off at a co-worker.) I got a modest 1000 words that day. I was nearly ready to throw in the towel.

So, on Monday, I really knuckled-down after work and did a record-breaking 2700 words. Then, I had a couple glasses of wine (a writer’s vice if there ever was one), and thought, ‘I’m going to set-up my next scene,’ and got another 450 words done. It was starting to look like something that could be saved!

Tuesday, I usually have Daddy-Daughter-Day, but through the miracle of wife-taking-the-day-off-for-a-doctors-appointment, I was able to get a solid hour of writing in the morning, plus two-hour space between dinner and Bath/Bed procedure, in addition to nap-time, and after Chickerdoodles went to bed, I got a barn-burning, Rip-Snorting, Record-Breaking 4200 words in a day! By Wednesday the 30th, I only had 660 words, and, well, the story kinda tells itself after that.

I really owe this victory to my wife. Not only was she so understanding about the countless hours I stayed up late and got my word count in. She was also my biggest cheer-leader when I wasn’t keeping up, and kept my spirits up when I was feeling defeated by the size of the task.
I’m looking forward to getting back to Blogging now, and getting re-acquainted with you all. Thanks for your patience in my absence.

Before I finish, I have to share a Proud Papa moment. I was sitting on the couch, watching TV with Chickerdoodles on my lap, and I did something kinda loud and rude, as men are wont to do in their homes. She said “Puba!” (Toddler-ese for ‘Kuma’). That’s right, she blamed the dog! It was one of those moments that I dreamed of when I first learned that I was going to be a dad. I spent the next day at work, telling everyone who would listen, and many who wouldn’t. Then, about a week later, she farted, then blamed the dog. It was just as funny the second time.

9 comments:

  1. You did it! Helps when your wife is supportive, as I know so well from last year. Good stuff, Will.

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  2. Congratulations on completing your 50k for NaNo! Awsesome, especially if you had fallen behind and despaired of finishing.

    And ... er, congratulations on having your daughter blame your , er ... you-know ...on the dog.

    Around here, it usually IS the dog, but I guess you never know.

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  3. Greetings From Southern California

    Ha! I love it! When all else fails blame the dog. My dog got blamed for everything when I was a kid. He ate my homework at least once a week :-)

    Thanks for your recent visit to My Blog

    Have a Nice Day :-)

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  4. Great! Good for you. See you back on the blogs now.


    Lee
    Coming soon: Your A to Z stories and the official A to Z Badge is now revealed
    Blogging from A to Z

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  5. You're a lean, mean, writing machine. Go Will, go!!! And enjoy that wine. You deserve it!

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  6. Thanks for stopping back to my blog.

    Hope you enjoyed the visit.

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  7. Congrats to ya!! Yay for your NaNo win. :) Sounds like you really sweated to make that goal! Love your nickname "Chickerdoodles." :)

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