I’m going to gracefully bow out of NaNoWriMo this year. Much as I like the idea (I even bought the book last year!), I know I don’t have a hope of getting anywhere near the word count. I kinda want to do something, though.
NaBloPoMo is a little bit more my speed this year–just post a blog post a day, every day, for the month. I think I can do that. I never have, mind you. My peak blogging rate tends to be about every other day (and the valley’s somewhere around one a month…). I’m thinking, though, that committing to something like this will maybe help me get back in the groove a bit. My blog needs more love.
Support and encouragement is important in these endeavors. Without getting all clingy and needy and stuff, if you see something and can take the time to comment on something I’ve written, that really does help motivate me. It’s silly, I know, but it’s true. That’s the same regardless of whether you’re reading this and commenting on the blog itself, on lj or on facebook. I’ll read it one way or another.
I’m figuring I’ll start picking topics and expounding on them, but for today, you’re going to get a content-light post to start things off.
I ended up getting something between thirty and forty trick-or-treaters at the door last night. I’m pretty sure that’s more than last year.
In the very first group that came to my door, the little girl bringing up the rear tripped and cut her lip on my stoop. She was wearing an excruciatingly adorable (and well-made) princess costume, and looked as if her little world was about to shatter. I ran in to get her a Kleenex and when I came back (and handed out candy to the rest, as we all must carry on in tough times), her mother was asking her if she wanted to go home.
She would have none of that. Oh, no. She toughened up right then and there, wiped a tear and held out her little pillow case for some Cheezies and a peanut butter cup.