Shewolf

Guyz look another wolf in glasses!!!!11one

It's here. November 30th.

Many of my bloggy buddies have been participating in 30-day challenges, including a photo for every day and 30 items of clothing to be worn in 30 days. My 30-day challenge has been the NaNoWriMo - write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. And I'm about to ride this wave out in glory, people, GLORY.

I have consistently written 1,667 words every day. I had some NaNo friends who ran hard in the beginning, boasting impressive word counts of 20,000 at day 3 when I was only at 5,000. But some of them burnt out after such energetic sprints, and I'm here to say that slow and steady wins the race.

I attribute this success to my job. I write 1,000 words on average daily. It's all draft work; only about 200 ends up being publishable. With that in mind, the majority of my NaNo novel will probably never see the light of day. But writing comes easy for me. And I am so happy that I've crossed the finish line! And GUESS WHAT the story isn't anywhere near being over. Yay '50s doo-wop werewolves!

I hope you guys don't mind my boasting, but writing is my only real talent, aside from this one time when I made a prom dress out of duct tape.

Happy Thanksgiving! Here's a cat crashing a car

Do these boots make me look fat?

I've had some really crappy online shopping experiences lately.

Ever since Russia, I've been looking for a pair of rich, luxurious, over-the-knee suede boots that wouldn't remind me of a pirate or stripper. And were in my budget. So, I bought some boots recently. They never showed up. In fact, 2 days after ordering them I received an email saying I'd been refunded, with no explanation as to why.

The site was the sketchy AMIClubwear, an "in da club" store that's pretty ridiculous, so it's not like I can allow myself to be shocked at the matter in which they handled the transaction. I'm still bummed, though. These boots were only $16, an amount I didn't mind taking a risk on for boots that would either look super cheap or just fine. I was banking on just fine. Guess I'll never know.

I put a frame around that so it wouldn't just be a boring picture of dancing legs in boots.

Poo. I really wanted some $16 boots. Screw you, AMIClubwear, screw you.

At the ballet

I come from a long line of ballerinas. My grandmother owned the Newgren Ballet School in San Jose, CA. My mother, aunts, and uncle all danced in it. My great grandmother was a ballerina, so was my great aunt, and so on. I grew up with photos of them in their dancing heydays all around my home and played dress up in their old costumes as a girl. Ballet is very prominent in my family and I sometimes feel guilty that it all ended with me and my sisters. I didn't have the feet for it - literally, I have extra bones in my feet that don't allow me to go on pointe (which isn't an uncommon thing, actually). That, and, well, I don't remember ever being very good at it.

And I always hated wearing a bun because my ears stick out and kids used to call me "Dumbo." On the brighter side, I'm pretty sure it's the reason for my thin frame and small stature; I'm 5'2'', size 0, and have yet to hit 100 pounds.

Anyway, all that being said, I'm totally intrigued by Black Swan. Or, as I like to call it, Were-Swan.

This helps me write my wolf book

For my face

Oh, how I want these. They'll probably be very expensive, poo. More at Janz & Cooper.

The Book Smart Wolf

Well gosh crap it's snowing.

My new office window!

So, I recently completed my goal of reading and viewing all Harry Potter literary and film installments. Thoughts after reading: I wish I was Harry Potter.

Writing the NaNo while finishing Harry Potter has given me a whole new perspective on world and character building, and the scope by which Mrs. Rowling managed to juggle so much in such a perfectly executed fashion. It boggles me that her mind was able to store so much, though I'm beginning to learn that with the power of Microsoft Excel anything is possible.

My own novel is struggling with elements of brooding darkness and quirkiness that don't seem to mix. I'm getting the word count down for sure; writing isn't the issue, it's feeling accomplished in what I've written. My wolves are wearing glasses and listening to '50s doo-wop music one minute then debating the handling of a severed head the next. They're dealing with a haunted canoe, falling in love, missing their moms, hunting down ghosts, discussing the merits of devouring the haunted canoe . . . I guess it's silly of me to expect anything real to come of this project. I went into it knowing it'd be just for kicks. But since when am I a werewolf novelist?

Also. Due to my husband's fervent dislike of the title On All Fours, here are some other titles for your consideration:

Red Riding (turns out this is the title to a TV series)
The Book Smart Wolf (serious consideration at this point)
Muzzle (boring)
Wolf Like Me (TV On the Radio song title)
Haters Gonna Hate Now Let's Go A'Howlin (made this one up on the spot while typing this post)

I worry that anything with "wolf" in the title will be tossed aside as another Blood & Chocolate or Twilight knockoff. Lord help me, if I ever attempt to publish this thing I'll need a good query letter to sever that connection, but when you're an agent with a daily slush pile to tackle, the wrong title can set a bad taste in the mouth that spoils the rest of the letter. Hmm.

Oh, and for the record, Harry Potter was a much better boyfriend than The Hunger Games. By far.

Sh*t my coworker says

So so busy. Work + NaNo have me writing writing writing. I shouldn't even be taking this blog break. I love this Barnaby Ward sketch as it's a good reflection of my mind right now. Just busy and cluttered. But I'm getting everything done! That's what counts. Seve's incredibly busy too. Read: TWO PLAYS AT THE SAME TIME. Plus school. Crazy.

Oh, and we're officially going to Florida for Christmas! Didn't think it would be possible, but my Mum and Bum-in-law have very generously secured the trip for us. Trying to think of how on earth I can ever repay them for their kindness.

Also, I was daydreaming about how funny it'd be to have a "fashion blog" dedicated to people in pajamas and sweatpants, but in really sexy poses and pretty photo shoot settings. They'd act like it's real fashion, and list where they got each item. Winnie the Pooh onesie - $15 - Walmart.

And OH YES Halloween was fantastic! Though Seve's "Proud to be an American" t-shirt drew a fine line between Garth and Joe Dirt. Luckily, Trent scrawled "Aerosmith" over it.

k TIME TO WRITE MORE bai.

Oh it's a skull that's neat

Oh, hey guys! Hope you had a Happy Halloween. I've just been busy noveling and such with the NaNoWriMo. So far so good! Oh, and I did a little redesigning here on the ol' bloggy. Anyway, more blog stuffs later, time to novel again.