Day 27

Word count: 46,838 still 1859 words ahead of schedule with three days to go.
Three days?!?

Yes, for those of you who have not been keeping as close an eye on the calender as I have this month, it may come as a bit of a surprise that November is nearly over. Just another three days, 2 hours and 22 minutes to be exact. Aaack. Am going to be optimistic and buy myself a bottle of champagne tomorrow - that way every time I open the fridge, I will be reminded that glory is just around the corner. Fame may never come, but glory will be mine!

Yesterday I was in the flow - my characters were speaking for themselves and I was just typing as fast as I could to keep up with them. Today, not so much. No matter. I have learned from this marathon that it is no use waiting for the muse. If you want to write something worthwhile, you have to be prepared to write even when uninspired so that the muse can catch you unaware.

Maddy decided today that she wants to be a cowgirl when she grows up. She put on her jeans, a blue and white checked top and tied a bandana around her neck. and came downstairs to announce that she was going outside to play. I gave her her coat and helped her tuck her scarf under the bandana and sent her off, but she kept coming in to adjust the scarf around her neck, and was rather annoyed that she had to wear her winter coat because she didn't think a cowgirl would wear it. After explaining to her that it was freezing outside and she had to wear her coat and her scarf, and that it was denim anyway and so looked very western...we finally told her that real cowgirls were too busy doing fun stuff to worry about their scarves and jackets. She looked up from her reflection in the oven door and said. "O.K.!" and we didn't hear another word about the coat or the scarf. She spent the better part of the afternoon practicing with her jump rope lasso. Yeehah! Sometimes we are a little slow on the uptake...