I have a shiny happy new badge on my sidebar. I've been intrigued with the whole 'Write a novel in a month' concept for years, but always had reasons I couldn't, wouldn't, commit to doing it. As a friend said recently, if nothing changes, nothing changes. So. When an email popped into my inbox advertising (the virtual) Camp Nanowrimo today, I thought, what the heck. I've only committed to the minimum 10,000 words in a month because I'm a big fat scaredy cat who is already wondering how she can pull out, but what the heck.
Which has nothing to do with pumpkins, except that the one above came from my garden, and both events are very exciting. If you are me. Which seems unlikely.
Nathan is writing an essay on WWI poetry. His teacher explained that England hadn't been to war for nearly a century, so it was all very exciting in a patriotic kind of a way. I could immediately think of three wars they'd been involved in, and looked up a gazillion more. I said, she might be a good English teacher Nathe, but she's crap at history.
He said, she also teaches history.
May the good Lord have mercy on us all.
