Adult Toys and Trailer Park Boys – #NaNoWriMo2014

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Forgive me blogosphere, for I have sinned. It’s been seven days since my last blogfession. You know, the one where I said this:

“[I’m] full of vim and vigor, a little snark and sass, with a splash of wine for good measure. I will not let someone tell me not to write about them because it is “their story.” I lived it too. It is my story. I will not let “The B” tell me I am a narcissist who lives in the past. I will not let anyone bring me down.”

I really should listen to my own advice. The last few weeks have been insane and each week brings a new sort of cray cray. For two weeks I was on a no carb diet while simultaneously working on a huge project. Lack of sleep, too much rum, and not enough serotonin pumping through my brain made for quite the wackadoo. Thankfully those closest to me forgive and still love me. Phew! I have realized it’s probably not the best idea to suck good things from my body while trying to be creative and write a 50,000 word book in a month.

I’ve also realized that I can’t use mood swings, internet problems, or anything else as an excuse or  stop me from reaching my goals. It is called life. There will always be bumps in the road and twists and turns. As long as I don’t fall down a steep embankment, get sucked into a sewage-filled storm drain and eaten by hairy trolls, I’m good.

So how did I do last week with my writing? Not good. I decided to ditch the first idea and I’m starting from scratch. Instead of 1,666 words per day, my goal is 2,083. Thnaks to Chris Baty’s “No Plot, No Problem!” book writing kit, I have plotted and planned and am raring to go!

Today I had to wait at home for the cable guy all day after being without internet for five days, so this is what I worked on all day….

nano board 2014

While walking back and forth between rooms, the technician was curious about my colorful creation and asked me if I was a teacher. I told him no, I was writing a book for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Upon closer inspection of my inspirational planning board, he blushed and realized he probably wasn’t going to ask me what my book was about. Good call cable guy, good call. Hint: It’s SEXY stuff! (GASP!)

Now I need a jumpstart on idea number two. And I need a muse. Where have all the muses gone?

I already feel as if I am drifting in and out of my main character so forgive me if I get all ‘Raging Bull” on y’all. “I’m not an animal!” I’m just a single mom named Danni-Lynn who lives in a trailer park and sells adult toys for a living.

So buckle up and get ready for some “Tasteful Tickles.” (working title). This could be a bumpy ride.

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  1. Trackback: This is the End, My Only Friend, the End…. of #NaNoWriMo2014 | Wendipoprock's Wild Ride

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