Well, here I am with a novel that is short of 3k words. There are many coffee cups piled in the sink, my computer chair is shaped to fit my body by now, and I am screaming at my dead computer. As most of you know, my mother's computer crashed a few weeks ago. It just crashed for no apparent reason at all. I wasn't too worrried though, because I still had my dad's laptop.
Okay, now it's January 31st, and 8:30pm. I had two hours to write 3k words to pass my goal. Completely confident in Write or Die, I approached the laptop as a brave warrior. Spear and Shield in hand, I prepared myself for my journey, thinking of myself as the old NaNoWriMo log of the little guy with the pencil. Steps that I took:
- Take deep breath
- Sit down in chair
- Push "On" button
- Hand over mouth, drop to the floor
Lo and behold, boxes start popping up from the virus protector. After a few pictures (if you know what I mean), the computer turned itself off. Lovely, right?
Now it's back and working wonderfully of course! *hits self in head* Argh!!!