Back in October, I made this ridiculous statement regarding a new project:
“Since I’ve already started the book, I’m obviously not participating in NaNoWriMo, but I’m going to certainly write like I am. My goal is to reach the halfway mark by Christmas.“
Clearly, I was still on the writer’s retreat high when I wrote that. The really sad and disgusting part is that I’ve only written about another 1000 words . . . at the most.
So what have I been doing that’s so important that I couldn’t meet my goal? Well . . .take a look:
Barely surviving a climb out of a canyon . . .
Drinking wine . . .
Getting caught in a tornado . . .
Drinking something else . . .
Finding out what happens when you accidentally leave taper candles in a sunny window . . .
Finding out what happens when you leave for a week visiting family . . .
and drinking more wine . . .
As you can see, I’ve obviously been too busy to write. With all of these adventures, including a battle with a Shake Weight-riding, Christmas light-chewing squirrel on our front porch . . .
. . . you’d think I’d have at least something to write about.
This is absolutely hilarious!! So good to know I’m not the only one who doesn’t quite reach my goals. But your reasons are heaps funnier!
Thanks, Margot. I wish I had better reasons for not writing, such as too busy saving the rain forests or digging wells in Africa…but these will have to do!
April, that was laugh out loud funny. Your photos are great. Even though I’m on blog vacation, I’m going to post the link over on my blog.
Aw shucks, Pat . . . thanks!