Brain farts and other important moments

So, I know what I want to write for NaNoWriMo. A weird, wacky YA supernatural story. I started writing it, but was having a hard time because I had no idea what was going to happen in said weird, wacky YA supernatural story. I new I needed a big bad and a group of kids to stop it. Beyond that, nada, making it kinda hard to write.

Hit with a massive headache last night I headed to bed. Five hours later I was still awake and trying to figure out what to write about. Finally, around 4 am I started to drift off to sleep only to be awaken by my big bad, who was going to defeat it and why. It all kinda came out at once and I had my story. I scribbled it all down and went back to bed.

Now to write the damn thing.

NaNoWriMo and B12

So, I though all summer I was being a total lazy ass. I had no ambition and was only doing writing that was required, ie. deadlined paid writing. I was sleeping all the time and felt like crap. Figured maybe I was in some kind of a depression.
Then I did the smartest thing I have done in a long time: I went to see a naturopath. First thing she did was order blood work and guess what? I'm not lazy, just a bit anemic. Okay, a lot anemic.
See, there's this thing called B12 and it's wonderful.. it helps with energy, mood, though process, metabolism, anxiety and a shitload of other great things. In order for it to help, you need to have a range of between 400 and 800. Well, mine was at 100. And I went from being crazy to being deficient. My iron was also low and the two combined meant I was anemic.
I'm on supplements and slowly getting my energy up. Which means I'm back to writing. And in a big way.
November is National Novel Writing Month, something we writers like to call NaNowWriMo. Basically every November we hunker down and write a 50,000 word novel. I did this in 2006 and am attempting to do it again this year.
Crazy, I know. But so much fun.

Still here, somewhere

Well, it's been almost two months since I've written. I really don't have any good excuses for the lapse except that I hate summer, had a particularly crappy one and got a bit lazy. There were contracts lost, pets dying and stairs to fall down. But now that we are more than halfway through August I can sigh in relief and look forward to warm blankets and fuzzy sweaters.
And I've decided after almost two years of staring at my manuscript I'm just going to go ahead and edit it! One page at a time, right?

I'm Still Standing...kinda

I know, I know, I kinda dropped off the face of the earth for a while. Lets just call it Spring Fever. Or a sinus infection combined with a stomach bug. No, Spring Fever sounds much more exotic. And slightly naughty.

So I am on week three of the exercise and I have to say, I'm not seeing a whole lot of change. The program I am following is all about building muscle so I can't really go by my weight, as muscle weighs more that fat. But my clothes don't seem to be fitting any better either. I am hoping that when Jason gets home Monday (YAY!) he'll notice a difference in me. If not? Well I either need to step it up or go back to the couch and eat some chocolate.

After about 6 weeks freelancing I finally landed a second gig writing on line ad content for a British marketing company. I'm excited. The more money I can bring in, the sooner we can buy our house.

Speaking of which, we're going to look at some properties when Jason is home. I'll let you know how it goes.