After the millionth surgery on the Keurig, it’s dead to me. Tried to make coffee on the stove in a pan. Fail.
Don’t be taken in by the yummy looking coffee; this tastes like dirty water.
NaNoWriMo and I have broken up.
I’m bummed I’m not going to complete the challenge but there was no point in continuing with something I wasn’t ever going to use. Apparently books need these things called plots to be interesting? Have you heard this?
The fact I almost hit 30k words is kind of sad, really. Lots of dialogue. A really bad sex scene. Not much of anything happening. I got bored writing it.
Enough talk of NaNoWriMo.