Despite the fact that I have largely ignored NaNoWriMo (I think I wrote on two days) and only put forth a measly 3,500 words or so, there is a part of me that still believes I will finish and have 50,000 words completed on Wednesday. Delusions of grandeur are not completely new to me. I hate running, I have not been a real athlete since Clinton was President, and in one very embarrassing episode a few years ago I finished a 5K literally tenth to last behind a woman who looked like a poor man's Bette Midler and was wearing denim shorts. HOWEVER, I still entertain the fleeting thought every once and a while that I just may win the Boston Marathon should I ever actually run it. Spoiler alert- this will never happen.
In other news (of the actual writing kind), I think I am going to rewrite AN UNEXPECTED KINGDOM in the first person. I think this is the roadblock that has kept it from getting to the level I've been hoping for (and maybe imagining it to be). Big undertaking, right? Gah! But also (maybe) yay!
Finally, here is my favorite photo of me from our Ireland trip this summer. It has nothing to do with anything, but it makes me feel creative and happy.