I did it. Wow.

At the beginning of November, I really wanted to start this, but it was still kind of just a "yeah, I'll get a few pages out, get some ideas, but abandon it halfway through like everything else I do". I never quite believed that I would make it, even when I was staying a week ahead of schedule, and especially not when I spent three days writing nothing (twice). But I did it! I wrote 50,000 words in 25 days.

Now my goal is to actually finish this story. If I do that, it will be the first novel I've ever finished. That's my new goal, and I think it'll probably be much much harder. But I won NaNoWriMo almost a week ahead of schedule. Right now, I feel like I can do anything. This would make a great patronus moment, if you know what I mean. :) Yay!!

Oh, and I got ahead of my mom again. :) Bob, you're next!! (I can dream, right?)

And, in the way I do things, I wrote a poem about my success. For Once at Allpoetry.

NaNoWriMo

Those are my NaNo 2008 stats. Yep. I know I'll finish it, by this point that's basically inevitable, unless I die in the next few days. *looks around with a paranoid glare*

Yeah, I like that I actually wrote this year, but I don't know if I'll ever be able to actually do anything with this story. So much rambling description, so little good plot. Sigh. We will see when I read it after November is over.

The calendar isn't as pretty, but I think it's a cool widget, so I'll put it up here too.



edit: these widgets update each year, so they're no longer current to this post. They'll stay at 2010, since after that I changed my username.

Art and semi-writing

So I'm actually attempting NaNoWriMo this year, and I'm up to 36,669 words, around a week ahead of schedule. But for the past few days, I've been so bleh that I haven't written much of anything. So I've been drawing a bit, and have come to realize that I am a much better artist than I give myself credit for, especially when I'm not constantly comparing my art to that of other people, all of whom I see as being "better". So when I just draw unrestrained, I'm actually quite pleased with what I put out. Check out my deviantart for some of these new coolidinks pictures.

Oh, and one more problem. I haven't really written any poetry since August. Sigh. And here I thought I'd pushed past my problems with that and was actually going to keep it up fairly regularly. Sigh.


This thing below is to get me points on hatchlings, a game on facebook. Because I'm silly like that.

I. Hate. Money. Actually, I hate not having any. And how ridiculously expensive tuition is.

So I can't go to Westminster this semester. They want $12,000 for 13 credit hours. And I know half the reason the cost is so much is my own fault for getting my stupid ass on academic probation, but that's still just ridiculous. They basically offer NO financial aid for those who are struggling with their grades. Thanks a lot, school that screwed up my schedule and made me depressed and not wanting to go to class in the first place. I love you too.

So I'm not happy right now. I've been planning this whole time to move out in two weeks (because they basically didn't inform me about this until about a week ago, when I had to call in to ask for my account statement), and just now to find out I can't afford it and I'm going to have to stay at home. Which I don't really mind. . . but I wanted to go to the dorms for another year, to hang out with Katelyn-tachi and the rest of everyone I know up there. And now I can't take those cool anthropology classes either.

So I'm basically stuck at SLCC now. It's not too horrible, but it's still not Westminster. Jeez, I'm such an elitist now. :P At least I can get a job and a car now, and maybe help clean the house up. Sigh.

I. Hate. People. And improved sites. Which have people at them.

A never mind to that last post. The only good thing about improved sites is the spigots. Everything else sucks. Like icky biffies that are never pumped (going in the bushes is so much better). And other people, who are often worse than unpumped biffies.