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NaNoWriMoLook! I’m very nearly exceedingly half-way there! 24205 words!

[Er, Reed, honey, it’s day 20 - Ed]

Yes, but I’m practically half-way there, which is very cool indeed.

[Yeah, verily, my feet are freezing. But you’ve already used up two whole thirds of your days allowance.]

So I’ve only got 25000 words to go!

[In ten days.]

Well….

[That’s 2500 words a day.]

Err…

[And you’ve been managing 1250 words a day and whining your head off about it.]

But…

[So now you have to double your output.]

*Distant sound of weeping*

[Sheesh.]

12 Responses to “We come in bouncing, we go out punctured.”

    Hang in there! You can do it! I cranked out 2900 words today and it wasn’t really that hard…if you lower your quality standards!

    Bad editor. Bad. Ignore him, Reed (he’s definitely a blike in my opinion. He wears tank tops and horn rims. More insulting we cannot get on short notice). You’ve done very well, and of course you will do it.

    I will now proceed to chase the editor away with a mop.

    *Chases editor with a mop*

    *hands Sol a bucket of really wet water to assist with the editor-chasing activities*

    Yeah, the Editor’s a poo. And definitely a he, I imagine him as being like the horrible agent I sent a simple e-mail query to last year and he wrote back a one-sentence sarcastic reply: “Check my website, Helen.” Grrrrrrr! Since when were we on first-name terms? Oh yes, I can imagine the Editor running out of the door being chased by a mop and a tide of soapy water. Goodbye! Don’t come back!

    You have done brilliantly. Be proud of yourself!! 25,000 is a brilliant output. You have got that story out of your head and put it down on paper. And at least you haven’t spent most of November revising one paragraph like I have.

    At least you are not my husband, who put some sticky hooks up on the wall, and they keep falling down, and now he’s sitting watching them on hook patrol, watching to see which one will fall down first.

    Send the nasty editor away! Horrible man (I see him as a ‘he’, too - don’t know why). Do not weep Reed, you are doing really well. Keep going and don’t listen to the editor.

    *Looks at now very distant Editor, who standing up to ankles in sea of soapy water and gesticulating. Looks at pictures conjured up of Editor as bloke. Peers back at Editor. Shrugs*

    25,000 words is amazing. I am giving you a can of “editor repellant” which you can spray at your door to keep him out there in the puddle of soapy water indefinitely. You go, girl

    You’re almost at 30,000 words! Wheeeeeeeeeee! I’d better get off this computer and see if I can get my progress bar moving too!

    Go Reed! *Brandishes mop enthusiastically and sprinkles dropletts of soapy water everywhere* Ooops.

    Yaaaaa - nearly 30,000 words. I am in awe.

    Look at that wordcounter! over 31,000 words. You must have had yourself shackled to your computer. I am inspired.

    Evil Editor! Please stop being unpleasant to Reed, and offer her some encouragement and some cups of tea. You can get back to your usual job when it comes to the redrafting stage once November’s over. Excellent going, Reed.

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