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I'm So Rich...
Nov. 1st, 2005 09:23 pmI'm so rich now that I have the power to lose over $1000 in a single month from my IRA (which is all in stocks).
No, no! No need to kiss my feet!
Nanowrimo update
Statistics: 1800 words. 4 hours. 450 words per hour. 4% complete. At this rate, I have 107 hours remaining and will finish November 27.
I did not calculate all those ridiculous statistics myself; I'm using a spreadsheet created by someone even more ridiculous than me.
Sounds good except for how slow I am, eh? But some of that time was spent researching. I looked up information for annual passes for Texas State Parks. ($60--free admission, discounted camping). I looked up whether any city buses go to McKinney Falls State Park (no) and whether there's a park-and-ride down south (sort of, maybe).
And what I've learned so far about how I write fiction is that it is not easy for me to come up with ideas. And the ones I do come up with are boring. Incredibly boring.
Debbie: “This is so boring.”
Robin: “You can't think like that. Keep writing.”
Debbie: “Well, I should think of something interesting and write that instead.”
Robin: “You should write it in addition.”
Robin's got the spirit!
And then finally I wrote three interesting paragraphs. Well, two, now that I look at them again. My apologies if you do not think they are interesting, but trust me, they are very interesting, relatively speaking.
No, no! No need to kiss my feet!
Nanowrimo update
Statistics: 1800 words. 4 hours. 450 words per hour. 4% complete. At this rate, I have 107 hours remaining and will finish November 27.
I did not calculate all those ridiculous statistics myself; I'm using a spreadsheet created by someone even more ridiculous than me.
Sounds good except for how slow I am, eh? But some of that time was spent researching. I looked up information for annual passes for Texas State Parks. ($60--free admission, discounted camping). I looked up whether any city buses go to McKinney Falls State Park (no) and whether there's a park-and-ride down south (sort of, maybe).
And what I've learned so far about how I write fiction is that it is not easy for me to come up with ideas. And the ones I do come up with are boring. Incredibly boring.
Debbie: “This is so boring.”
Robin: “You can't think like that. Keep writing.”
Debbie: “Well, I should think of something interesting and write that instead.”
Robin: “You should write it in addition.”
Robin's got the spirit!
And then finally I wrote three interesting paragraphs. Well, two, now that I look at them again. My apologies if you do not think they are interesting, but trust me, they are very interesting, relatively speaking.
The first thing Heather noticed was the irrelevancy of the carpet color. Patches of visible carpeting were rare as, well, as finding a roommate on your first try.
The second thing Heather noticed were the piles of things covering every surface of every piece of furniture. Clothing on the couch, papers on the table, plates on the counters.
The third and final thing Heather noticed was a very large cockroach and his very large cockroach friend conducting invisible orchestras with their delicate antennae.