Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Peter Piper, picked a bunch of peppers…

As we get down to the very end of nanowrimo, I have to say that I'm quite surprised at the outcome--but could not forget to leave out the fact that I'm panicking a little as the days dwindle down to nothing. Being able to keep up the writing for most of the time, I finally succumbed to not writing for a little bit and took a break.

So here I am . . . cramming and writing a bunch of things that have come from the creativity of my mind. I'm spending every minute tapping on the computer, and trying to write as much as I can because it’s Thanksgiving weekend. Not to mention that this week is going to be kind of chaotic.

I’m kind of afraid that time will slip away from me. In fact, I’m pretty sure that it already has, and I haven’t written as much as I wanted to in hopes of catching up.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. And whatever the plans may be in my head, aren’t the same out loud—especially after traveling for many hours and reaching destination and home on the same day.

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