I crossed the finish line around 8 pm last night. The story is not finished but I made the words which is what counts. I am not sure if I will work on editing it or not. I need time to absorb the experience and really see if it has enough good stuff to warrant further work on it. I have spent the morning cleaning the house. Its always needs a major overall from neglect in November.I have the computer moved out of the Art room so now I can do art there and writing at my desk upstairs. My plans for December are to do some weaving. I'll need to clean out that room next. It so easy for me to let things slip by when I have so many interests. Priorities are something I have trouble following through on. Hopefully this December will be better. I spent October doing the Big Draw and then November doing Nanowrimo, I sort of wish Christmas was in January so I could have a month to do nothing. Life doesn't seem to work that way though.
Sometimes after intense experiences I find that I have difficulty getting back to normal again. Shouldn't I be stressing about my word count right now. Oj its back to cleaning. I am trying to look at housework as a spiritual activity. Maybe cleaning your house on Sunday can be considered Sacred. I'm off to vacuum...
