Thankfully Near the End

Here we are in the final stretch, as they say, nearly finished with November and National Novel Writing Month. I have achieved the heretofore mythical word count, and can boast 52,502. Now I’m in the process of procrastinating about the final edit. The sad news is, most publishers actually want more than a measly 50,000 words. Sigh. Of course I have lofty aspirations of actually getting my little book in print. Well, actually, I want someone to pay me and put it in print. I do want it all.

On the procrastination front, because I’ve done so well here, I can recommend baking. Cake, cupcakes, and a lovely batch of cookies just last night. You can justify this activity easily; one must eat! What better than a morsel of chocolately deliciousness full of brain stimulating energy. The side benefit of cookies and cake: running. You must! You just ate half a dozen oatmeal-chocolate chip-coconut-pecan-cranberry cookies. Running is good for you. It’s not healthy to sit in front of your computer for such a long time. See. I’m an expert. If you need any tips or procrastination ideas, or even a good rationalization, I’m here for you.

This little gem has also assisted me in the procrastination arena. I found her sitting in a thrift store begging to go home with me. What could I do? Besides negotiate for a lower price and ask sweetly for the young man to find a way to fit it into my car? singerShe’s a rugged little beauty that will sew through some things that I can’t subject the electronic machines to.

I also attended a baby shower this weekend, and naturally had to take a little something along. Because I can’t wait to give something away once it’s made, she already had a quilt and diaper bag weeks ago. I didn’t want to arrive empty handed so I whipped up some bibs. I breezed through the images on the internet, gathered up a little inspiration, a general idea of bib shape (haven’t used one is quite a while) and some scraps and went to town. I was rather pleased with the results.

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Bringing home a new sewing machine, complete with cabinet, required rearranging the furniture in my little crafting/computer room. Sadly, some of it ended up back in the closet and while it’s still organized, it has lost it’s spacious open feel. The advantage is that everything is now in one location.

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A Fine Day for Procrastination

There are just two weeks left of NaNoWriMo. You’d think I’d be frantically typing away at my ‘Great American Novel’. Instead, I’m resting on my 45,225 words and procrastinating about the rest. While this annual competition, scratch that, event, challenges the writer to complete 50,000 words, reading submission guidelines tells me 50,000 is woefully short. Sigh. So, I’m working to write an actual, full sized, adult novel, not stopping at 50,000 because that is the challenge, but stopping when it’s really decent. Good, I don’t know.

To that end, of course, I’m procrastinating. In a very creative way, but procrastinating all the same.

I was inspired by http://foundthispaintedthat.wordpress.com/. When my friend asked did I want a pile of spray paint she decided not to use, I said: YES! I’ve been spritzing up all kinds of fun stuff.

This little shelf was a thrift store find priced under three dollars. Originally a dirty chipped white, I sprayed on a bit of mocha colored spray paint, then rasped around the edges for a distressed look. The white paint made the ‘antiquing’ easier. It’s perfect in the sewing room. I pulled some wooden spools out of one of the boxes in the closet to display.

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I’ve been saving jars that have an interesting shape, thinking that one day I’ll find a use for them. I painted the lid, glued on a large bead for interest and scrubbed off the label. The most difficult part of this job is getting the glue off the jar. These will make perfect Christmas gifts filled with a sugar scrub or bath salts or candy or hot cocoa mix or…

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Now I have only a few minutes left to write before I get ready to go to work. Excellent job procrastinating.

Three Weeks Left: National Novel Writing Month

NaNoWriMo continues. It is as hard as I thought it would be to write 50,000 words. Well, to write 50,000 words into a cohesive story. 34,387 words so far.

It is difficult to stay on task, to not procrastinate, to not creatively avoid writing a novel because you have other things that are so important to do right this minute like updating a blog or baking a cake.

Now I will get back on task and bake a cake. No, wait, stop. I will, really, write right now. Really.