So the plan was for my roommate and I to each drive our own car to work on Thursday (we work at the same place and usually we ride together) and for me to take a change of clothes, change out of scrubs just before the end of my shift, and go to the midnight showing Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.
Then fog happened.
Wednesday night we had heavy fog (that didn’t burn off until after noon on Thursday). The weather forecast was just calling for “patchy fog” Thursday night, but I didn’t want to take a chance. (The theater I was going to is half an hour away.)
So I decided to wait. There was a showing scheduled for 10:50am today (Friday) and that sounded like a much better idea. (Especially since my roommate decided she didn’t want to do lunch this week.)
Turns out it was a good call. By the time I left work last night the fog was already starting to gather — and it didn’t look patchy.
But now I’m faced with trying to sleep and not oversleep so I can be up, bathed, dressed, and on the road by 10:00 in the morning. Fortunately we’re allowed to wear jeans on Fridays so when I get home all I’ll have to change will be my shirt and my shoes and I’ll be ready for work.
(And work should be much more interesting with my brain in a fantasy movie induced fog.)
So, what about NaNoWriMo?
Hm, yes. What about NaNoWriMo?
The plan was for me to way ahead on word count goal by today so that I could go see the movie and not worry about making par for one day.
Well…
I’m not worried about making par today.
I’m so far below par that I’m not worried at all because catching up and finishing on time currently requires me to write 3168 words per day.
(You can stop laughing now.)
Yeah, it has been a crazy busy hectic month here this year, far more than in previous years.
But there’s also been fog.
Events earlier in the month seem to have numbed my creative side.
And not just mine. I’m seeing and hearing it from numerous online friends. We all seem to be struggling to find the clarity needed to see our way forward. We keep hoping the fog will lift, that the sun will come out and burn it away, but it seems to just keep getting thicker.
And when we do see a glimmer of open air it never seems to last long before the fog closes in and shuts everything down again.
But we still struggle on, trying to find normality (or what passes for it).
And maybe, just maybe, going to the movie will dispel the fog.
At least for a little bit.
Novel Notes 