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Renee's Scattered Brain
Very special indeed, I'd say! I envy you a bit, Renee. I don't think I could put in seven hours of writing in one day! That must be a good river of inspiration and determination you're swimming in right now.
A lot of both I'd say. Thanks Teresa. I'm definitely inspired and I'm determined to finish while the inspiration is there. And since it's rare I get such a long stretch of time to myself, I'm using it all up.
You're specialer than us even, Henry.
aww sweetness trying to write 200 words! HArd! Been doing all day! Every hour!!
Is this like the hang up game only you'll say thanks, I'll say you're welcome and you'll say thanks, then I'll say you're welcome again...I don't like that game.No, you hang up....no you first...you first. Okay on the count of three...one, two, three...are you hanging up? No, you do it first. I don't want to do it first..you do it...awe, I love you. No, i love you more, no....gag.
Daisy, I find when I have to do it, like for homework or something, i have the hardest time getting anything written. It's different when it's something you want to write.
Oh, I need the words to make up fr Nano and I've been writing al lday and I don't want to do it anymor ebut I'm still 1200 words behind!
You're welcome Henry, now stop it. Daisy, that's why I didn't do it. I knew if pressured I'd blank out. I am proud of you for going for it. I was too chicken.
My father is my motivation! Not the one I live with the one in New Mexico who I hate but yeah. There's a logical reason but I have to start typing about Lacole and her boyfriend and stuff so yeah...
yeah....hmmmm....good stuff. So, anyway...yeah.
Yeah by my step-dad, I'd like to A:have my name change and B: be able to actually call him my dad and C: have all the names on my cards right! Like my school ID says Williams but my debit card say the most used last name.
I see, my stepdad never adopted me, but I call him dad, always have. He is my dad in my opinion. But I'm happy for you, that's exciting. I wanted to do that a long time ago, but in Canada you have to have the biological parent's permission before a step parent can adopt. Sadly my real dad wouldn't give it. The jerk.Not that it matters in the end.
Yeah, in America if he doesn't give an awnswer in like 20 dys I have automatic permission and if he says no his daughter is flying to New Mexico to kick his butt,
I never considered the butt kicking. Damn I was such a foolish girl.
Sparky, how's it hanging? That good huh? Whose been a good boy? Huh? Yes, you've been a good boy haven't you? Well today we're celebrating, prime rib for you baby. There you go. Oh my, look at that somersault, you've been practicing. What are we celebrating? Well I plugged away all day, I mean all day. I broke for two hours to help Logan with his book report, good thing I know all about outlines, character development, nouns, adjectives, pronouns and suffixes or he'd have been screwed. Tell me, why are they knowing this in 5th grade? We didn't. Anyway, a total of 9 hours altogether. My word count for today; 11,714 words. Oh my shit. I know, I had to get the calculator to make sure I had it right. Yes, I'm impressed, even if I must delete half of that, this is the most productive I have been in a long time.
Going to bed now. I'm tired.
Night Renee I'm going to bed soon too/
Incredible, Renee! More than even I've ever done in a day.I'm so impressed.
Really? You're joking. Wow! I'm doubly proud of myself. I was fried by the time I went to bed, but I didn't want to stop until I had nothing. My fingers were so cramped, but it was worth it. I've got a couple of really good chapters. I haven't reread the last couple, they may be of absolutely no use to me.Honestly, I don't see that happening often, that's a lot of typing, thinking, deleting and just not easy. Plus I was up at 4am to get Courtney ready to go hunting so 5 of those hours were completely silent, no one was awake.
you know if I could write 11,000 words in a day I'd be ahead!
Can you get up at 4? I bet you'd get it done in no time if you did.
I sat in my room all day to write, and I could barley get over 3000 done without sying.And I can't ge tup at 4 I get up at 6 and i'm still tired every single morning because I keep waking up in the middle of the night.
3000 words is nothing to sniff at, that's awesome. It usually takes me most of the day to get that much. Yesterday was an exceptional day for me, one I'm not sure will ever be repeated. I was focused (usually I get distracted by shiny things) and I had been thinking of the chapters I was about to write for weeks. So, everything came together perfectly when Kurt told me to go and hide in the garage for as long as I needed.
believe me, after the day he had with the kids, I doubt he'll say that again.
Renee wrote: "3000 words is nothing to sniff at, that's awesome. It usually takes me most of the day to get that much. Yesterday was an exceptional day for me, one I'm not sure will ever be repeated. I was f..."
Well it really did take me most of the day.
I get ditracted mby siny things too...and bugs....and basically anything distracting
There are way too many distractions, it's tough.Sometimes I get distracted by nothing, just nod off into lala land, never to return. Sigh.
I've done that before, mnostly in school
The dog coughed something up at 4:30am-ish. So here I am. Awake now for an hour, and still pissed. Oh, hey Sparky. Sorry, I got nothing today, hold on.......Here you go little guy, I'm not sure how this one will taste. It's one of the lovely gentlemen (and I use the term loosely) who constantly message me on Myspace for a date. Yes, my status clearly states, IN A RELATIONSHIP & that I'm there to NETWORK...is network secret myspace code for "I want you to try every line you can think of, no matter how bad, to convince me to chat & possibly meet with a total stranger who calls himself BigDaddy or LovinUROUgh"?
This one thought I had nice legs, he must be peeking through my F'in window, cause my picture shows no legs. Jerks.
Anyway word count for yesterday is 4620 words. That's not counting the nasty replies I sent back to 8 Myspace Romeos yesterday, or the 4 this morning. Stupid I tell you. Stupid.
Oh, is he tasty Sparky? Yeah, don't worry, there's more where that came from.
its ok its just what happens when you are a girl.
It's really irritating. I have several musical geniuses who friended me because one of my friends is a promoter, fine, but I figured out once you allow one, two hundred more friend you. I now ask her if it's one of her clients before accepting or rejecting. This happened after one messaged and said 'Hey you're sexy, wanna jam some time?' I'm not stupid, I know he wasn't talking about music or the fruity spread you put on toast.
I'm sexy, please. Use something more creative.
I'm really tired and grumpy, does it show too much?
Renee wrote: "It's really irritating. I have several musical geniuses who friended me because one of my friends is a promoter, fine, but I figured out once you allow one, two hundred more friend you. I now ask h..."LIke what Renee, giving you a mailbox?
I don't have a my space, and I'm going to cancel my twitter. Way too many GIRL wanna do nasty with us requests. It's just advertising for porn sites, but I'm sick of them.If they're looking in your window, you must've attracted teh local weirdos again.
Tweed seems to have more than the normal share of those.
Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing. We do have an awful large number of weirdos and freaks. What's up with that? It never used to be so bad. It's like one moves in and the rest follow.
Something in the Tweed water? How was Renee spared?
I drink bottled, and coffee. Maybe my brain is freak-resistant, you know, I've built an immunity or something. That's why they find me, they want the cure.
Or they want to drag you down with the rest of them.
Never thought of that...they'll never take me alive.
My step-dad had to come in and try and help me get ideas to write about last night. All I needed was a little sleep and to know what the Monthly Egg giveaway challenge is and now I have not only more chapters but I can spend time on creating a dragon.
Renee just puts her Tweed freak on the page.
Sounds like a new take on the zombie theme, only this time they want something else.I grow weary of the mating calls on social sites too. It's a shame, because talking to new people is such fun otherwise.
My Tweed Freak...hahahaha. That's what I call my imagination, but my freak explains it better. MOst of the weirdos in my stories are based on people I've met, so it's not too much of a stretch.
Who says she was spared? Renee, normal? Think again...But I love her anyway.
It's not a girl thing, anyway. I lose count of the number of days I get a "new follower" message from Twitter. I see this hot chick, with one Tweet, no followers, following 9,999 people. I click on her website, hoping against hope - but nah, it's another porn thing.
Maybe next time, someone will really fall in love with me.
Same on MySpace and Facebook. You learn to be cynical real quick...
You sure do, although I haven't had that trouble with facebook, one or two but not eight in one frigging day. It's ridiculous. I have only had one porn follower on Twitter. Why don't they follow me? I don't understand. I just get the lonely desperate men on myspace with the creepy names and cheesy pick up lines.
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I just remember that another word for weird is special. I'm special.