Like Pulling Teeth

I dreamt last night that silverfish had found my chapters, character sketches, plot worksheets, and various other notes for my book and were happily feeding on them and turning them into piles of dust.  Not exactly a comforting thought as I sit here, more than 21,000 words behind schedule and with only 8 days to reach 50,000.

I am obviously not going to stop working on it once NaNoWriMo is over and done with.  Really, I knew going into this that 1- it was going to be a battle to find the time to do it in the first place, and 2 – that I was really just using the NaNoWriMo format to kick-start my book and get me into some sort of schedule.

I was just hoping to not fall so far behind. I really don't want the end of the month to arrive and still be behind.

All I can do today is finish my other work, put on my headphones to try and drown out the incessant drilling going on a few condos over, stare out the window periodically at the new snow, and let my fingers fly across the keyboard for as long as I can. 

Music: Clint Mansell – The Fountain Soundtrack: First Snow
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