Not my child, but a pros pos |
With the two pieces of plastic in her hands, tears still rolling down her cheeks, she’s smiling and staring wonder at the two pieces and gives me this: “Daddy, now I have TWO magic wands!”
And despite how frustrating they can be at times, it is at
moments like these that you have to smile and think everything is good and
right in life.
Edit: Same child,
after 90 minutes of door-to-door candy-grabbing, she enters the house, plops
down and says, “Daddy, I’m tired!”
NaNoWriMo
NaNoWriMo
So, I decided to take the plunge this year and registered for NaNoWriMo. It’s two days into the month and neither my mustache for Movember nor my novel for NaNoWriMo have seen much progress. I’ve got some sketched out chapters and outline plots to flesh out, but nothing on paper due to some fangled illness.
Given the previous anecdote of my daughter, I can’t help but
realize that 4 weeks is actually a decent amount of time to get things
done. The target of 50k words is
daunting enough, but something I’m going to try my damndest to complete. Not wuite a ‘two magic wands’ kind of
statement, but a commitment nonetheless.
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