Somehow I've been waiting for this week to end even though there's really no reason it matters, since I'm still working from home at this point. Cultural conditioning? You tell me.
I scrapped my entire NaNo project (all 1200 or so words of it) and began anew with character sketches shared with friends late Tuesday, and actual writing last night. I'm about 5,000 words into the project, and still interested, and happy with the groove I'm in at least, and I know that somehow, I'll finish on time. I always do.
My ear hurts. I don't like that at all.
Phone interview today generated an in-face interview on Wednesday. I'm a little nervous, but since I have a holiday-cash-generating job lined up for December (which I can do from home as well), I'm not really stressed.
I finished The Historian and posted about it, and am now reading Julie and Julia, which is delightful, but is all bout cooking, and so I'm hungry while reading it, which is never a wonderful thing.
I've got more to say, but I'm feeling sluggish and sleepy, so, I promise to be interesting later.