Working on my NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writer's Month) stuff . It's poetically beautiful and sunny in my world today and that makes up for the non-story at work last night. Drove the SNG truck up to Frasier Park to look for snow. That's driving almost to Bakersfield. I didn't mind the drive so much, but no snow was to be found.
That the third wild snow hunt I've been on and if you don't count my reflection in the review mirror, I haven't seen one flake yet. Three strikes, and damn if I don't still have one more day of work this week.
I've already had to get a late start on the novel because of my, you know, exhaustion and all.
I have good idea about the story and I've sketched a rough outline of where I want to go. I have no idea how my characters are going to get there, but I guess that's part of the fun. Good luck to everyone else writing.
Chai Tea Latte for me, I'll move on to the hard stuff later in the month.
It does a novel good, but I wish they called it something less girly. It's a good thing I'm a confident Action-Man. Maybe, I'll call it "Spiced Boiled Leaf Cocktail". Yeah, I know it'll never sell like that. It's a shame that I need people to believe it's something different from what it really is. You gotta hand it to the folks who work in marketing. We all need our illusions at times, especially when we need to justify ordering what we really want, but don't feel comfortable with what it is.
I'm gonna go get a refill on my "Hunt For Weapons of Mass Destruction" and make it a venti.
Happy writing, boys and girls.