Everyday Pirate Adventures

Here’s the official list of songs my NaNo was written to:

Bombay Bicycle Club “How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep,” “Shuffle,” “Still”

Dawes “Love is All I Am,” “If You Let Me Be Your Anchor”

Happiest Lion “Harvester, Golden Gowns of Glee”

Iron & Wine “Fever Dream”

Patrick Wolf “Idumea,” “Souvenirs,” “The Gypsy King,” “Theseus,” “The Stars”

Andrew Bird “Sovay,” “A Nervous Tick,” “Measuring Cups”

and Finished out with: Cat Power “Sea of Love”

I…y’know… stories end. this one ended. I finally finished something long. I completed NaNoWriMo…I’m totally happy…

last line of all 50,000+ words that make this little novel I’ve been working on all month: “Look at that,” he says to our son. “You got your Momma’s eyes.”

I kinda feel like my best friend just died but I’m sure this is temporary. By the time I finish editing the thing I’ll probably feel more like this:

how’d you finish NaNoWriMo?

Like a boss!

(Source: brotips)

—writing only on breaks from my final papers but! I think I can finish tonight!

I just need to…stay off of tumblr…

*(catching up one word at a time)

in other news: I’ve never actually done NaNoWriMo before and I have to say that this whole writing with a deadline (gun to your head cranking out fiction thing) is pretty awesome. I think in the past few days I’ve seen my novel and characters morph and completely evolve way more than I have all month (and it’s totally in a good way). At first I didn’t know them and now I’m getting to know them. My novel and I are best friends now, we do the above dance and share lollipops (yeah, that close).

here’s to five more days of fantastic fiction (hopefully). happy writing one and all.

Literary allusions MOAR!

this is becoming a transcendental signified center on absence loving Derrida bashing Milton alluding lovefest of significantly huge proportions. And I can’t help that the center is not the center. or so it seems.

‘cause it’s NaNoWriMo and that’s how I’m making it through this last week.

(insert invocation of the muse here)

Setting goals and bending spoons.

*let’s hope this works out ladies and gentlemen.

“There’s a movement
out the door
I swear but no
your lips they stay perfectly still”

—the last 2,000+ words of my NaNo has been brought to you by this song.

reaping is on Sunday.

*gulp

I’m not entirely sure how it works but I know it’s definitely an effective way of procrastinating.

(guess…I…should stop…uh…procrastinating and…uh…write my NaNo already…)

Uh…yeah…I…um, should probably get on that…

(the last 4000 words brought to you by Bombay Bicycle Club’s “How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep” on repeat)