Sweet, sweet victory.
Hell. yeah. Guess who won NaNoWriMo. Fair and square. In my document, it says I have 50,272 words, but NaNoWriMo doesn’t count hyphenated words as more than one word, whereas my word processor does. I woke up at 5:30 in the morning yesterday. I’m exhausted. I was up for nineteen hours straight, which isn’t exactly normal. I went to bed at maybe one last night? But I won NaNoWriMo. That’s a good thing. Worth losing sleep over, right? Right? #nanowrimo #writing #tired #haydenra
Words. Words. Words.
So, NaNoWriMo has been going along smoothly. I’ve been working hard, and I have 28,000 words. And my main characters have finally met each other (sort of). So yay. I’m tired. I don’t have much to say. It snowed here last night. So it was a brutally freezing day today. And I hear the winter is only supposed to get worse. Fantastic. I really don’t want to go to class tomorrow morning. Nothing like reading Shakespeare on a day where the wind chill isn’t predicted to be above 10º
You love her. She loves him. But he loves somebody else. You just can't win.
I’m going to get down to business. Love triangles. God. I hate love triangles. With a burning, fiery passion of a thousand suns. I can’t STAND them anymore. And if I read another book with a love triangle, and if that book is less than exceptional, well… Now, don’t get me wrong. In my earlier reading years, I didn’t mind them as much. But to be honest, they’re grating on my nerves. So I just got a book in the mail. It’s called A Thousand Pieces of You. By the title, I can tel
