As you may know, I’m doing NaNoWriMo and so far I am -21,000 words or so. Yeah. That’s negative words. Cough Cough. That would be for The Next Historical.

The good news is it’s never all bad news when you cut crap from your novel. Plus last night I was able to get myself above 60,000 again. I think I need to add one more chapter, but I have to spend some time thinking about exactly what needs to happen in it. In the meantime I’m reading through and editing as I go. I’m feeling a lot better now that I’ve removed all of the chapters that needed to go stay in the Trash Files, an all expenses paid vacation for Words That Are Not Right. Or maybe it’s a Rest Home. Yeah, more like that. Or maybe it’s more like an orphanage. Without the big pathetic please take me home with you eyes. They try, sure, the pathetic whiners. But it’s important not to listen.

What else? Today was the last league game for the son’s soccer season. They won league with a 2-2 tie. I wrote in the car before the game started, which is always good for lack of distraction. It was an awesome game, too. Both teams played good soccer. From now until January they practice for the big state-wide tournament. This means I have my weekends back.

Today I ate mostly cookies. I said I’d bring cookies to the End Of Season soccer party so I made the dough last night and cooked the cookies when we got home from the game. I’m afraid I did too much taste testing, though I can at least report that each and every one of the cookies I ate were excellent. I couldn’t eat anything at the party because I was too full from the cookies. Which is a great diet tip only I think you’re supposed to fill up on carrots and celery, not cookies. Whatever. It worked, didn’t it?

Here’s a random picture I took yesterday:

OK, off to write a few more words then I’m going to bed.