So, I was feeling guilty for not signing up for this year’s NaNoWriMo writing competition. I got over it pretty quickly, however, when I remembered I have all but neglected my blog.
Then, I got past the guilt feelings for not writing by remembering I haven’t been doing much exercising, reading, cleaning house, or anything requiring much movement or planning.
And I got past those feelings by - you guessed it - taking a nice, long nap in my easy-chair after eating my way through the leftover Halloween candy, today’s Sunday dinner, and the traditional Broncos game-day nachos.
Do you see a pattern here? A very ugly pattern.
It would appear I have a rare disease known as NaNoWhyMe. There’s no cure, but there is a mandatory two day quarantine, wherein the afflicted is locked in a small room with only a bed, toilet, wine-box, crackers and Nutella. No writing is allowed, but there is a fully-unabridged dictionary to stave off loneliness. We writers really only need our words to keep us company, right? I just wish I knew what the hell ‘unabridged’ means in regards to a dictionary. And why haven’t I ever wondered about that before?
So many puzzles. So little brain activity left with which to solve said puzzles.
And to add insult to injury, the Broncos just had their asses handed to them on a silver platter by the New England Patriots.
I’m having a bad day. I’m having a NaNoWhyMe kind of day.
The only light that could possibly remain in this day is tonight’s episode of The Walking Dead.
Yes, folks, it takes a bunch of zombies to save me from the Wahhhmbulance. They call them walkers on the show, in case you weren’t up-to-speed on your TWD protocol.
Those crazy, flesh-eating walkers can make my frown turn upside-down. It might be the only cure for my NaNoWhyMe curse.
I’ll let you know how it all pans out. If you don’t hear from me, it just means the disease has progressed past the point of no return, or the walkers have eaten my brains and I can no longer string two sentences together.
NaNoWhyMe. It’s a thing. Don’t let it infect you. You might want to stock up on antibiotics to keep the wretchedness at bay, but I think binge-watching all seasons of The Walking Dead might be the best way to build up immunity to the dreaded NaNoWhyMe’s.
Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor. Because they sure aren’t working for me.
***By the way, I looked up unabridged and it just means not shortened. Boring definition. But the million dollar question is, does it renew my interest in dictionaries?
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