They may Not Help Me, But They Couldn't Hurt Me, Could They?
I am down to under 7,000 words left to reach 50,000 words by the end of November on my Nanowrimo novel challenge. The trouble is, I am down to almost zero eyesight and I seem to be a dozen paragraphs short of a chapter these days, in my brain.
Alas, I will be back tonight, after hanging windows for much of today, (taking advantage of a weather window at our jobsite) to chip away numerically at a seemingly improbable task (which is seeming doable, in all honesty, if I crunch the numbers with a nutcracker) and will report back to the three of you, Sunday morning, where another Caption Contest awaits.
So stick around. Things are getting to be as exciting as molasses on a window pane round these here parts...
"Ooh! Here comes a fly!" 
2 comments:
Ok Scott, you better upload your count soon, because I KNOW I'm not ahead of you, but it looks like it, to see our counts.
I know you're gonna make it, I never doubted that, but now I think I may actually cross the finish line, too!!
Yaaay us!
in looking at this photo closer, there's a possibility that this could have been taken just a few miles from my home.
WE Fest, drunk redneck music festival happens every year just outside of my town.
Cowboy hat
Skanky shirt
Porta-potties
These three elements are all requirements for WE Fest... Scott? Am I right? do you know where this came from?
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