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The Mornings
For three days now I've been doing all my NaNoWriMo-writing in the morning. Waking up it's still dark and it kind of feels like you're stepping out of sleep and into this brand new world you're creating, all on your own. I like writing like that. Early. As the world wakes up around me I'm building rooms and painting houses, setting scenes and imagining faces and conversations, places and people nobody knows about. Just knowing that inspires new sentences and different, braver scenarios in my story. Yesterday I couldn't really believe what I was writing. That anything like that, so different from my own behavior and role in the world, could find its way out of my head and on to paper. But I told myself that I didn't have time questioning it, especially when I'd written a precious 2,000 NaNoWriMo-words towards the big 50. My stats state that I wrote 2,744 today and a total of 12,809 so far. I wanted to start big, bold and just go for it with all that I had, because I know that I have a tendency to lose faith and confidence around the half-way mark. So, if I can get somewhere near 25,000 before next weekend I know that I'll still have some time to catch up if I lose my way later this month. Hope you're all meeting your goals and going on adventures. NR
Thinking Thought — He who resolves never to ransack any mind but his own, will be soon reduced, from mere barrenness, to the poorest of all imitations; he will be obliged to imitate himself, and to repeat what he has before often repeated. —Sir Joshua Reynolds (1723–1792) Thinking Word — Cloy - Click for pronunciation - transitive verb: To weary by excess, especially of sweetness, richness, pleasure, etc. To become distasteful through an excess usually of something originally pleasing.--/The opulence, the music, the gouty food -- all start to cloy my senses./ It had been a long hot day in the kitchen and it was good to get away from its cloying sweetness. /The finish is bitter with a slightly cloying vanilla edge and a subtle bite in the back of the throat.
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