May 22, 2009 11:16
Does anyone else fake a sense of self-confidence by throwing themselves into the mindspace of one of their characters, or am I just being weirder than usual yet again...?
Operation Make Some Money: The bakery does not want me. The deli does not want me. The bookstores are not looking to hire and the garden centre hired their seasonal folks back in March. The old folks home does not want me. The hotels do not want me as a maid. I do, however, have an interview with Tim Horton's this afternoon. *facepalms forever* I'll understand if nobody respects me ever again, really. *g*
In rather more enjoyable news, I have a slight problem in that my NaNo novel for this year appears to be, uh, writing itself in my head already. And I don't dare write anything down yet for fear of cheating (gasp! scandal!) but it really is coming along rather nicely. (Imagine: Werewolves without the clichétastic shapeshift. He's just a dude that loses his mind once a month. Lycanthropy as mental illness instead of myth. I like this notion quite a bit.)
I could've sworn that I had more to report, but I really don't. *g* Forgive me for flinging myself at y'all in need of human contact.
writing,
see how they run,
*gazes at navel*,
nano