Oh Boy
It's already two in the afternoon, I've been up and around for four hours and I am just now getting on the internet to kind of start NaNoWriMo. Not to mention I have to be at work in three hours. Bad start, I think.
I had a really rough night at work last night. It was only my third day, and they just threw me out there in one of the toughest departments. When I got in the car to go home, I just broke down and started crying. It was terrible. I work again tonight until closing, but I suppose a saving grace is that I don't work again until Sunday. And including that, I only work three times next week, and I believe I only close once.
So here I go. I'm going to attempt to start my "novel" thing. It's probably just going to end up being a bunch of different scenes at the end of the month that I will have to string together, but that's a good start, right?
I had a really rough night at work last night. It was only my third day, and they just threw me out there in one of the toughest departments. When I got in the car to go home, I just broke down and started crying. It was terrible. I work again tonight until closing, but I suppose a saving grace is that I don't work again until Sunday. And including that, I only work three times next week, and I believe I only close once.
So here I go. I'm going to attempt to start my "novel" thing. It's probably just going to end up being a bunch of different scenes at the end of the month that I will have to string together, but that's a good start, right?