Twisted Fairytale

I’ve always loved that character from Moulin Rouge. I think the funniest thing is in the beginning when he keeps falling asleep during rehearsal. Little things like that really make a character memorable.

I’m feeling particularly narcoleptic today. I’ve been fighting sleep for the past 8 hours, hoping to stay up long enough so that I get to bed early (if that makes any sense at all). Except, I’m fighting a losing battle. Even as I type, I’m yawning and rubbing my watery eyes.

I’m not complaining, mind you! I’m thrilled. Because, I have even more good news. You know how yesterday I was thrilled about having hit 20k?! Well, just last night I wrote another 3k! PROGRESS! *does happy dance* I was up wayyyy later than should be allowed for me, especially cause I get silly if I don’t get enough sleep. But I managed to pull it together for work. In fact, I had a really great day. (Sidenote: Melissa if you’re reading this *waves hello!!*).

But you know, you pay for those dream nights with miserably long days. Ha ha. Is it awful that I’m wishing a nap might bring the muse back for round two? I can take her, you know. I’m not afraid of her madness. I AM however, afraid I won’t wake up in the morning. I have an 8am curtain call. The last thing I need is to look like death warmed over. It’s not particularly appealing to customers. Plus… we just got points for being ‘well groomed’ (whatever that means). I don’t want to disappoint.

I’ve gotten into the nasty habit of wearing hardly any makeup when I’m really tired. Which is a BAD habit ,by the way. I mean, if I’m really tired, wouldn’t you think I need MORE makeup? To hide the hideous dark circles? Note to self: eyeliner is your friend.

My tummy just rumbled so I believe I will go have one of those yummy cheesecake pudding cup things I like so much. I will leave you with this. My favorite scene from Moulin Rouge. Where the Argentinian plays a more intense role. *Oh come on, anyone who knows me at all knows that I enjoy humor like the next person, but I’m a goner for the melodramatic. Give me angst anyday.*

I broke 20k last night. It feels like it’s taken forever. It really has only taken 27 days, but in retrospect, it feels like a lifetime.

NaNoWriMo was good for two things. To get me to actually start the story, and to motivate me to work on it daily (nearly) daily. My word count has left little to be desired. I will most certainly NOT make the 50k in the next 3 days. But I can live with that, knowing that I’m halfway done with a story that’s not even due til the end of December.

So I celebrated tonight. French Fries and diet soda. Ha ha. Can’t get too crazy now. I may also have an ice cream sandwich. Because darnit, I deserve it. My plan, through December is to continue on my semi-daily schedule of writing and not let it waver so that way, I may even finish the whole thing before deadline! That’d be heaven, really. The sooner I can get edits done, the easier my life will be.

Not to mention the new story which is still biting at me pretty violently. I get visions for it every single day. The playlist I made for it is absolutely perfect and I can’t wait to get to it. So, in the meantime, I really have to focus. My incentive: new story. My goal: 50k novella due for my publisher before deadline. Doable? I have no idea.