Today is a frustrating NaNo day. I wrote about 200 words this morning, but my wonderful son has been extremely high maintenance, and everything I write I want to kill. Destroy. Kill with fire. I’m talking about immolation, here.
I’m told this is normal. I’m just so used to working at my own pace. This whole discipline thing is not settling well with me. Sure, I can crank out 2K/hr if I want.
Anyway, until that time, it’s just… well, eventually I’ll get through it. Or I won’t. Who knows?
The Aldersgate Cycle 
November 5, 2008 at 10:00 pm
Welcome to the world of full-time parent and aspiring writer.
November 5, 2008 at 10:11 pm
@RG Yeah, he’s been great so far… except for today. It was like he knew I’d been up all hours, and was tired, and just had to go all two-year-old crazy. Three time-outs and counting… ah, joy.