Oh me, oh my, how the time does fly.....

So, I woke this morning, and would have sworn to anybody who asked me, that it was only the day after Halloween. As my last post was dated 10/31/11, I had no problem whatsoever believing that today was November 1st..... but, it's not----

sigh.....

How a person goes about losing 20 days when they are not in a coma or some other unconscious, time-suspended kind of situation, is beyond me... clearly.

But, a lot of things have whittled away the time and I was completely unaware of how quickly the month was passing.

Nanowrimo started on the 1st. This is year 5 for me and the first time that I've ever started without a clear plot in mind... of course, that didn't mean I would easily give up. For the first week, in fact, I was right on schedule, my daily 1667-word goals adding up quite nicely.

By week two, I found myself hotel-bound in Edwardsville, Illinois working on a bookstore remodel for my company. Anyone who's ever worked in book retail knows it isn't the easiest gig in the world, add the bonus of an out-of-state "project" and saying it's a whole other world doesn't even cut it. Somebody has to put those stores together from the ground up, we gave up waiting on the remodel fairy years ago. So, needless to say, by the second night in the hotel room, I had pretty much given up on my Nanowrimo story, at least until I could get home and back to working my nice normal 9 1/2 hr shifts in my nice normal, fully-stocked store.

As we round out week three, I am now, a good 16,000 words behind my Nanowrimo goal. I did have a glorious weekend celebrating my 6th anniversary with my wonderful, completely-supportive-of-all-my-insanity, husband. He even made it a point to give me time and space to scribble a few thousand words out, even though I should have spent every second of this weekend with him....

And, as if I didn't already have enough on my plate--- though, with the upcoming holidays, who doesn't have full plates?--- I am set to begin a week of guest blogging over at Vie Hebdomadaires. It should prove to be an interesting challenge. I am grateful to the lovely, Janel Gradowski over at Janel's Jumble for selecting me as the new guest blogger. I am intrigued by the premise of the blog project, enlisting a different writer every week... in essence, creating a different blog every week. I'll be the twelfth writer in the project.

Oh, and I still have to find time, before this Wednesday, to select the week 14 tribute piece at Bluebell Books. The wonderful people there have already been patient with some of my lateness in the past.

Here's hoping I survive the week, the Thanksgiving obligations and the rest of the month, for that matter-----

After this, I think I'll need a holiday from the holidays.....

L is for Loch Ness Monster....

With Kelpie, for my 'K' entry, still fresh, I thought it'd be fun to stick to the water for a bit. So, while we're in the realm of Celtic water creatures, why not visit with the most famous and widely known of aquatic beasties---- the Loch Ness Monster. Though, Nessie, sort of skirts the line of supernatural creature as it is purported by many to be a cryptid, a creature whose existence has yet to be identified by the scientific community. Those who believe Nessie an unidentified animal, have speculated that it is from the line of Plesiosaurs, while the scientific community claims it's just a modern-day myth, or at the very worst--- a hoax. I've included the Loch Ness Monster as part of my Supernatural theme because, like Bigfoot, there's an, albeit EXTREMELY, remote chance that it's real, but, like ghosts, I won't believe it until I see it myself----- I'm a card-carrying skeptic, but, I can enjoy a smidgen of the illogical now-and-again-...

K is for Kelpie.....

Today's entry is dedicated to my wonderful social club pledge sister, who sent me off from our college sanctuary with a copy of "Scottish Folk and Fairy Tales", containing an inscription that the "magic and mischief of the Kelpie follow me".... She knew I had an affinity for water and for mischief...and for all-things Celtic--so the Kelpie seemed to suit---- though, I'm not quite as savage as many folktales paint Kelpies. Kelpies are Celtic water horses, believed to haunt the lochs and rivers of Scotland and Ireland. The Kelpie was known to appear as a "lost pony", though, its identity is given away by its constantly dripping mane. Most stories give the color of the Kelpie's coat as black, though there are a few that mention the color white. The texture of the Kelpie's skin is likened to the smoothness of a seal, but its temperature is "cold as death to the touch." Like many other tales of supernatural creatures, the Kelpie...

A to Z reflections....

Another A to Z challenge comes to an end--- another collection of posts and poetry have been written, another deep breath of relief is released. For my fellow bloggers that survived as well, it's another 'challenge-completed' notch carved into the writing desk. I've come to enjoy my yearly foray into the world of all things alphabetical. This was my third year, though it was only the second year I had a workable theme (which made the challenge substantially easier than the first year I attempted this challenge.) And, though my first year was difficult because my focus was so scattered, I found this year was more difficult because I lost the enthusiasm that came with the first year excitement----excitement which helped me plug along until the end of the challenge. Year 3 was a success in the sense that I completed the challenge, though, this was the year that almost wasn't---- Somewhere about a third of the way through the challenge, I seriously considered...

From the Inkwell, From the Vein.....

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