Now this is odd. In the past, I've written most of my stories by hand. I love the feel of the pen in my hand and hearing it scratch across the paper. With the start of NaNo, I figured I'd just type it all out because so much has to be completed so quickly. However, I stopped writing the past 2 days. That darn shooting here at Ft. Hood just threw me for a massive loop. Some in our area took refuge in their writing, though many did take that day off. Our Municipal Liaison has over 25K words, so she really booked it yesterday. Me, I fell flat on my face. I used everything as an excuse to stop writing. Throw in my son and bleh!

Last night, I stayed up way too late. I blame the cat. He found a marble or a die and was chasing it all around. As we have all linoleum floors on the ground floor, you can just imagine how noisy that can get a 2:30 am!

Okay, I think that does it for the excuses. I printed out my next chapter's notes and started to keep an open notebook in front of me with one of my favorite pens handy. It worked, too. I picked up the pen and started working on the next part of my story. Even though I'm so tired I can barely think in a straight line, I'm able to write by hand. Typing right now requires my mind to work faster than it's capable of. LOL So, here's to hoping for at least a 12K mark this evening. Though, if I haven't already written 73 words, I'm in trouble.

Best wishes to all the other NaNoers out there. We'll make it to the end somehow! I just might have to do it by hand.