The huge bouquet of curly willow on my desk is so freaking lovely I can’t stand it. So tall and twisty. It looks like the long thin fingers of a jellyfish, suspended in mid stroke, flipped upside-down. It reminds me of the strange curled arcs of light that shoot from a tesla coil.
I think if we use this stuff in our reception centerpieces, we will hardly need any flowers to complement it. And it’s super cheap, too.
I’m kind of headachey today. Yet I still plan to go swimming at 11AM. Five days a week, man.
Maybe tonight I will do some writing for NaNoWriMo. I don’t have a clear idea/outline in my head though, which is what makes that whole project so frustrating. Like the world needs hundreds of new bad novels.
But the part where you get in your writing practice is what I like about it.
Hey Jane, my friend Karen is doing NaNoWriMo. she did it last year and finished her novel. so shes starting again this year. shes sparkleneely in my friends. you should shoot her a message. 🙂
I don’t have a clear idea/outline in my head though, which is what makes that whole project so frustrating. Like the world needs hundreds of new bad novels
Don’t think of it that way. The point of NaNoWriMo is to get words down on paper. Write. Just write. Don’t worry about the quality at first. You can worry about that much later when you revise 100 times. A book is not going to flow out of you in perfect form at once. Unless you’re Mohammed. For now just write and have fun and see where that takes you.