Ah, yes, day three and I’m already behind my wordcount on NaNoWriMo. Things seem to be crazy hectic and instead of actually tackling everything that needs to be done, I’m sitting around panicking about it instead. I can see myself sitting up all night, living on lattes and lucozade, during the last week, scribbling away frantically. When I say things like that, I always imagine Jo out of Little Women with that hat she wore – I thought I was most like Jo by the way 🙂
So, yeah, back to me being behind…The fact that the NaNoWriMo site is a bit slow and hard to navigate this year isn’t really helping nor is my crappy Broadband connection because I keep wasting lots of times trying to find things and waiting for pages to load up. I quite like pressure though, I’m pretty sure I’ll hit 50,000 words if I don’t give up for some reason.
It’s now 4am, I’ve been up blogging for the last hour – well, I was reading something I was supposed to review on my other blog for most of that. How am I supposed to stay awake, take care of two blogs, keep in touch with my online buddies, play with two children all day, remember to eat and drink, write a novel and read new writing work to review? I must be freaking insane. This last week, Mr. Claire has had some time off work so I’ve been able to sleep during the day and stay up late at night (this is the way my body likes to work) but he’s back in work in the morning and I’m going to be exhausted because I’m up for the night now. Gerry Adams (Sinn Fein) is doing a book signing or some such nonsense in Mr. Claire’s place of work so he has to be around for it – he already told me there’s no point begging for him to stay home or go to work late tomorrow, damnit! I told him to tell Gerry Adams to sort out his TD’s, they’re getting as bad as Bertie fecking Aherne and his laughable party, Fine Fail at getting back to people (and helping them).
Not quite sure how I ended up on a political rant but isn’t it disgraceful when your own country’s elections arise and you don’t have a clue who to vote for. Not because it’s hard to choose who will be better but because you have to make damn well sure that you don’t pick the worst one. Slim pickings for politicians in Ireland at the moment, not sure if there is one decent one between all of the parties. Fine Fail are in charge at the moment and kicking them outta there is long overdue. Between disgraceful looking monuments that cost millions and hospitals with more administrative staff than nurses and doctors, it’s all going to the dogs. Crime, especially gun crime and gangland type of stuff is just getting ridiculous now. Don’t get me started on my pet peeve – lack of adequate housing. Actually I really don’t have time to get into it all right now, I have some novel writing to be struggling over so I’m going to kick on now – enjoy your day 🙂
Just one last thing, I still don’t have a title for my Nano work so if anyone has any suggestions, I would be loving dem, schwoar 😉
Mad House 