Nanowrimo Endgame Write-Ins

My word count deficit is looking kind of dire. I just don't have it in me to give up, though. I suck at giving up. I tried giving up once, but it was so hard I had to give up giving up.

So here are the times when I'll be at that same old 24 hour Starbucks at Route 18 and Tices Lane:

Monday, 27 November
8:30 pm until I drop

Tuesday, 28 November
8:00 pm until I drop

Wednesday, 29 November
7:00 pm until I drop

Thursday, 30 November
9:00 pm until I drop

Anyone who shows up will be very welcome.

The Book of Cloud

To get tonight's words, I flipped through the photos of clouds in a book I pulled out of the discount bin at B&N.

Forget the informative text intended for an audience of teenage boys, forget the author who would like to encourage said boys to pursue careers in meteorology. It's no longer John A. Day's The Book of Clouds. It's the Beltresin Royal Weather Agency's famous primer for weathercallers, The Book of Cloud. Forget the photographer. These images are what Stisele sees when the Weather Agency's off their almanac, doing her bidding or giving her a hard time.

Even in Greater Beltresa, the rain falls on the just and the unjust alike.

37,110 / 50,000 (74.2%)

Thanks to the glories of lj, I can check my daily progress from Nanowrimo 2005. At this point last year, I was only about 1000 words ahead of where I am now. Weird. I don't remember staying so far behind for so long, last time around