Happy Thanksgiving!!

I really don’t even LIKE turkey or dressing, and yams/sweet potatoes, potatoes, and broccoli-rice casserole are all so high in carbs . . . still, I forced myself. Just for the special day.

Happy Thanksgiving to all Americans–and anyone else feeling thankful for so many blessings.

I have been scribbling along on the NaNo novel when I could get a moment. Some of it is scribbled in an actual notebook, purple ink on flowery paper, so I estimated 200 words/page for those pages.

41000 / 50000 words. 82% done!

It’s not ALL keeper stuff; as regular readers know, I often have to go back and eliminate things. Some of this is clearly “underwater” stuff–you know, the iceberg is huge but most of it is underwater, with only the tip-top showing. Still, I like some of the scenes. And I think my train scenes will be even better once I can go back and edit/revise them using our experiences on the train.

On the train! Overnight! For two whole DAYS and a night. Each way. I don’t know if we can handle that. But we’re gonna try. All the sitting may turn me into a loon (I mean, an even bigger loon). I may have to hop off and jog through the station house at various waypoint/stops. If I do, I’ll get y’all some postcards. . . .


Author: shalanna

Shalanna: rhymes with "Madonna" and "I wanna," and is not a soundalike with "Hosanna" or "Sha-Na-Na." Aging hippie with long hair, husband, elderly mother, and yappy Pomeranian. I've been writing since I could hold a crayon. I started with fiction, which Mama said was "lying." “Don’t tell stories,” she would admonish, in Southern vernacular. “That's all in your imagination!” When grownups said this, they were not approving. So, shamed, I stopped telling stories for a few years--rather, I stopped letting anyone read them. I'm married to a fellow computer nerd who doesn't really like hearing about writing, but who reads sf/fantasy and understands the creative drive. I'm actually a nonconformist/hippie still wearing bluejeans and drop earrings and the Alice-in-Wonderland hair with headbands and sandals. Favorite flavor is chocolate/orange, favorite color is either Dreamsicle orange (cantaloupe) or bubble-gum pink, favorite musical is either Bye Bye Birdie, Rocky Horror, or The Producers . . . wait, I also love The Music Man. Is this getting way too specific and irrelevant yet? Obvious why I don't sell a ton of flash fiction, isn't it? To define oneself, I always say, it is good to make a list. How about a booklist? Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Frank and Ernestine Gilbreth, Cheaper by the Dozen C.S.Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (all the Narnia books) J.R.R.Tolkien,The Hobbit/LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy Gail Godwin, The Odd Woman F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (before dismissing it, actually read it) George Orwell, 1984 Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle Donna Tartt, The Secret History Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn James Allen, As A Man Thinketh Mark Winegardner, Elvis Presley Boulevard James Thurber, My Life and Hard Times The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum Winnie-the-Pooh/House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie The KJV and NIV Bible (each translation has its glories)

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