Not sure about this...

I'm beginning to think I'm not "built" for NaNo's writing style. I have been trying to continue with my story, but I keep going back to the first part I wrote and wanting to toss it and start over. I can't just write and keep going. I'm a "fiddler". And I think I've just been writing that way for so long... it drives me nuts knowing that what I've already written isn't going to work with the rest of the story. And I know - it all gets edited afterwards, but I find myself thinking, well, what a waste of time to write it to begin with then. No offense to JFM or all the other writers who can do that - JFM obviously has got that "method" down pat. ;-) But I just don't function that way. I think part of it is the idea of looking at the 50K words as one big chunk of crap to be reworked, instead of doing that "rework" as I go. Already I've changed my mind as to what I want from the story at least four times - and the damn beginning only works with one of those, and then not that well.

So I guess I'm going to drop out - it's not as if I *can't* write a long story, after all.  ;-)  But I have too many other irons in the fire right now, not the least of which is "Covenant", and "Tess", and a shitload of "homefire" issues to attend to. Trying to write in a way that's completely foreign and frustrating to me just makes me not want to write at all - and I don't want to spoil the "fun".

I know the above just sounds like a load of excuses, but I feel much less frustrated and tense just having decided. That in itself tells me I'm making the right choice. "Hard" is one thing - "stress inducing" is another. ;-)

It's definitely getting colder...

Was busy working at my computer when I heard a thunk just to the side. A real live *thunk*. Looked over at the lamp and there on the base was a *huge* spider! Just dropped down from the ceiling. And yes, it was indeed big enough to thunk - loud enough to be heard over the television.

Needless to say, I freaked. I HATE SPIDERS! So then I jumped up and grabbed a paper towel and smooshed it before it could scuttle away (and later crawl up my leg or something). Now I see I left one leg on the lamp...

Definitely gotta dust all the ceilings and maybe bug bomb the house before I finish putting plastic on the windows. Maybe. But ugh! The one thing I hate about winter coming other than knowing I'm going to freeze my ass off every day - all the creepy crawly things start moving indoors...

Politics :-(

I don't usually like to talk politics or religion - well, I do, but usually only among people who I know to be open-minded or that I don't care if they stay friends or not ;-)  But I feel pretty safe tonight because this only involves my own state of Minnesota and the senate race. So, first we have rhe incumbent, Norm Coleman, who's been called a sleazeball on more than one occasion, and has a few investigations trailing him around. Then we have his opponent,  Al Franken, a comedian/political commentator/author, who probably has said a few things in his routines and books that have offended some people. Since he's a comedian, one expects that.

So anyway, I voted for Franken basically for the same reason I voted for Obama - anything that stank of Bush I wanted out of office.

The outcome still isn't decided. Franken and Coleman each received 42% of the vote, with a third party candidate getting 15%. Enough said for my concerns about 3rd party candidates who haven't a snowball's chance in hell of winning. At this point in time, with adjusted totals still coming in, Coleman has about 400 more votes than Franken.

Four HUNDRED.

Out of just under three MILLION.

And Coleman has declared himself the winner. It's not official, of course, but that's the hutzpah of this idiot. The typical conceit of the Bush administration and his sheep.

Makes me doubly glad I didn't vote for him. And I hope to hell the recount shoves his double-dealing, bribe-taking ass out of office.

And at the same time, I have to wonder why the race was that close. Other than the outrageous lies that Coleman's campaign put out that, apparently, so many Minnesotans were stupid enough to believe. But then, we put Jesse Ventura in the governor's office...