NaNoWriMo: Day 32
Yes, finished novel on time. 72,500 words. Percentage that make sense... ooh, at least 75%. Number of ridiculous typos: 3 (including the infamous "peeing over my shoulder" instead of "peering"). Inches of snow since last week: ten. Ten inches. This is England. It's not meant to snow this much! Our plantpots look like they are wearing Ushankas!
I might go out and make a snowman later. Or a snow cat.
Reading a lot of back issues of Der Spiegel: wondering why they must put out at least three regular issues per year - not special historical editions - featuring Hitler's face on the cover. The archives go back to 1947. Personally I prefer the ones with caricatures of Helmut Kohl on the cover - but NOW I'm wondering why the leaders of a lot of important European countries are now all shorter than me, and why they used to be tall. Helmut Kohl was 6'4". Angela Merkel - granted, she is a woman and most women are shorter than I am - is 5'8". Boris Yeltsin: 6'2". Vladimir Putin, 5'6", and that's a generous estimate. Charles de Gaulle: 6'5". Nicolas Sarkozy: 5'5", a whole foot shorter, and the press actively encourages people to take the piss out of him. So do adverts. What a fascinating modern world we live in.
Tidying my sock drawer, as I have nothing better to do. My mother gave me a pair of tights that are exhorting me to "be wild, be gay, be conservative" - much, I suppose, like the vice-chancellor of Germany. Personally, I think I could manage wild and gay, but conservative - I'm 24, it's right out.
I'm trying to go further with the novel, of course, but I've hit a sticky patch. That and I'm not sure of the timeline any more. I think it's March 1941. This thing is going to need a lot of editing, when I can face that particular monumental task, because I want my proof copy from Createspace!
I might go out and make a snowman later. Or a snow cat.
Reading a lot of back issues of Der Spiegel: wondering why they must put out at least three regular issues per year - not special historical editions - featuring Hitler's face on the cover. The archives go back to 1947. Personally I prefer the ones with caricatures of Helmut Kohl on the cover - but NOW I'm wondering why the leaders of a lot of important European countries are now all shorter than me, and why they used to be tall. Helmut Kohl was 6'4". Angela Merkel - granted, she is a woman and most women are shorter than I am - is 5'8". Boris Yeltsin: 6'2". Vladimir Putin, 5'6", and that's a generous estimate. Charles de Gaulle: 6'5". Nicolas Sarkozy: 5'5", a whole foot shorter, and the press actively encourages people to take the piss out of him. So do adverts. What a fascinating modern world we live in.
Tidying my sock drawer, as I have nothing better to do. My mother gave me a pair of tights that are exhorting me to "be wild, be gay, be conservative" - much, I suppose, like the vice-chancellor of Germany. Personally, I think I could manage wild and gay, but conservative - I'm 24, it's right out.
I'm trying to go further with the novel, of course, but I've hit a sticky patch. That and I'm not sure of the timeline any more. I think it's March 1941. This thing is going to need a lot of editing, when I can face that particular monumental task, because I want my proof copy from Createspace!