...the end of NaNo is in sight. I only have to do 1000 words a day to meet the target and have some in reserve for the dodginess of the word-counting software. I'd hate to verify my count, only to be a thousand or so short.
I took today to catch up on my housework, before a session with my psychologist and then a trip to the dentist with Big Toots. She was getting a coating on her adult molars (the only adult teeth she has - tooth fairy hasn't had to visit her yet) and she was soooo good. It was a more complex procedure than I was expecting, so I don't know what was going through her mind when the two women started scraping and sucking and coating and UV lighting her mouth for 10 minutes. And her little face fell when she was told she couldn't eat chewy sweets anymore - she loves her Drumstick lollies. I told her to look on the bright side - it would mean more chocolate!
November isn't always a great month for me, mood-wise. The darker mornings make it difficult to wake up and get going, but I'm ticking along as well as can be expected. My mood was lifted greatly this afternoon by a lovely comment on Authonomy for Hospital Corners.
"Chapter 3 is one of the most beautiful and sad things I've ever read. I'd have read more, but I'm a little blinded by tears. Tough, manly tears, of course. There is absolutely nothing that should be, or needs to be, changed in anything I read, beyond the odd missed word or punctuation. But even those, I only noticed two of them in three chapters. Obviously I will back this, and there is no doubt whatsoever that it will be very easily published. If you look back at the 100+ critiques I've given, I've never said anything much more glowing that 'very well written', so the fact that I'm saying how exceptionally brilliant this is, is praise in its own right." ShadowofOsiris.