I had every intention of tackling NaNoWriMo, I swear I did. I had an idea planned out and everything. But then everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked.
Wait, I mean… no, I’ll start again.
I had every intention of tackling NaNoWriMo, I swear I did. I had an idea planned out and everything. But the Dark Lord Sauron forged, in secret, a Master Ring–
Okay, so these painkillers are wreaking havoc with my brain. Let me explain; I went to the cinema last Sunday to see the epic Thor: The Dark World. I’ll not gush about it (Loki is the STAR! *swoon*), but it’s amazing. However, I slipped and sprained my ankle. So I’ve lost a few days at the hospital and having to lie down and keep my purple ankle higher than my heart, and having to fill out compensation forms and what not. (They had no wet floor signs up).
So, NaNoWriMo has been put on hold for a little while. This is the first time in a week I’ve managed to migrate from my bed to my writing desk, and I think it’s because I would have turned into an encyclopaedia if I watched one more episode of QI. Not that it isn’t a great show, mind.
Onward, Gaelic soldiers, fuelled by caffeine and painkillers.