Pep talks make me happy.
Just got this week's second pep talk for NaNo, and OMG why do these help so much? I was looking for it yesterday. Slogging through these word counts is slowly killing me from the inside out, I can feel it. But that's okay. I'm gonna do it. I will write utter crap for three days straight if I have to. Hell, for three weeks, if need be. All I have to do to accomplish that is turn my brain off.
...
Lord, I'm so tired.
I still have to:
- study for economics for my test tomorrow
- read for theatre class
- write roughly 1500 words by midnight
- do laundry because it's getting really, really ridiculous
- study for my trig quiz that's due tomorrow night at 9pm
- SLEEP.
Suddenly so much stuff is going down and I can barely keep a handle on all of it. I don't need hugs or encouragement or 'yeah, I've totally been there's, I just need more time in the day and more down time for my brain.
*sigh*
22 days until Thanksgiving. Only three more weeks.
GObama. Vote.
Dear brain,
I know I'm expecting a lot from you. Keeping all things intact, in order and still being creative enough to inject my witty banter into my NaNo. Just hang on for three more weeks and I promise, mindless entertainment and relaxation for three days straight. Lots of happy endorphins to energize you from all the glorious food I shall eat. Then Renfest, with jousting and violence and bawdy jokes told by impish rogues. Movies and shenanigans with the crew and long car rides to sleep on.
Praying you won't let me down,
Me
...
Lord, I'm so tired.
I still have to:
- study for economics for my test tomorrow
- read for theatre class
- write roughly 1500 words by midnight
- do laundry because it's getting really, really ridiculous
- study for my trig quiz that's due tomorrow night at 9pm
- SLEEP.
Suddenly so much stuff is going down and I can barely keep a handle on all of it. I don't need hugs or encouragement or 'yeah, I've totally been there's, I just need more time in the day and more down time for my brain.
*sigh*
22 days until Thanksgiving. Only three more weeks.
GObama. Vote.
Dear brain,
I know I'm expecting a lot from you. Keeping all things intact, in order and still being creative enough to inject my witty banter into my NaNo. Just hang on for three more weeks and I promise, mindless entertainment and relaxation for three days straight. Lots of happy endorphins to energize you from all the glorious food I shall eat. Then Renfest, with jousting and violence and bawdy jokes told by impish rogues. Movies and shenanigans with the crew and long car rides to sleep on.
Praying you won't let me down,
Me