Ahh, so tired the day after Halloween, always so tired. But this was extra, I had bad cramps all day and zero motivation to either take down Halloween or work on my NaNoWriMo. I hadn’t done any of my usual October prep. I hadn’t assembled a list of people and place names, I hadn’t thought about it… at all, really. I still haven’t re-read No Plot? No Problem! or made a cute graph in my bullet journal.
I’ve been depressed, since last November really, it comes and goes in waves and I’m functioning and happy fairly often now, but it’s holding me down a bit. November and December are months filled with happy things I love and memories that hurt a lot. Every single thing is about finding a balance. I’m trying super hard.
In the evening, when Shaun was home and working on studying for his test the next morning, I managed to write for a bit and got 1,147 words, which is a start.
Here’s the last sentence I wrote:
Maybe there would be a friendly young face, not a beau, but a village girl to gossip with, someone her own age so that she wouldn’t be as lonely as her friends insisted she would be.
If you’re interested in daily excerpts, favorite lines and stuff, I’ll be posting them with my daily 365 photos on my Patreon at the $1 level. <3
1147 / 50000 words. 2% done!