How the Cookie Crumbles

Life and scribbles on the far side of SIXTY-FIVE


NaNoWriMo – Day 1

Today is the first day of National Novel Writing Month, and, my birthday. To celebrate my lucky birth (it was a touch questionable), I’ve decided to take up this daunting challenge.

What kind of present is that?

Some years I didn’t bother; other years I’d treat myself to something special I wouldn’t or couldn’t afford at any other time. This is the first time I’ve gone on a limb. Buying a new television or a piece of furniture is worlds apart from this crazy idea, I admit.

I’ve managed to put 1722 words on the page, but it’s only my first day. Now I’m going to start sweating—yes—sweating and it ain’t going to be lady-like, but I don’t care. I’m going to stick it out as long as my fingers can suck the words out of my brain.

I’ll be around now and again, but most likely in an hap-hazard fashion. I could use some positive energy to keep this party going.

See you all, when I see you. I’ll be back and forth when I can. I’m green and new, but here goes nothing.