"Those are MY SweetTarts, you whore!"
The title of this post is actually the title of my first chapter of my NaNoWriMo novel.
It's entitled "Paper Tiger," and the genre is...well...bad. I'm having a good time though, and that's what counts.
I'm also now halfway through the back of my pink sweater, and I'm surprised at how fast it's going. When I actually knit on it. (Sort of like my novel going more quickly when I actually bother to work on it, zing!)
It's become pretty clear that I will be winning no literary medals. Nor will I win any knitting awards.
November will be a month where I celebrate my mediocrity. Yeah!
It's entitled "Paper Tiger," and the genre is...well...bad. I'm having a good time though, and that's what counts.
I'm also now halfway through the back of my pink sweater, and I'm surprised at how fast it's going. When I actually knit on it. (Sort of like my novel going more quickly when I actually bother to work on it, zing!)
It's become pretty clear that I will be winning no literary medals. Nor will I win any knitting awards.
November will be a month where I celebrate my mediocrity. Yeah!
posted at 6:54 PM
1 Comments:
I don't read the words of mediocre people. It hurts when you put yourself down. Look, if you are having fun, love your husband, and rock out at your job... that is anything but mediocre.
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