Procrastination

Procrastination is the finest of arts.

Look, a couple of ravens!

A squirrel.

A fat dove.

And a pair of guinea pigs! Wait, what?

No, they're not real. Apparently the neighbours think it's a good idea to have guinea pig statues in their garden.

Dreaming of countdowns

NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow, my literary exam is on friday. Guess which I'm more excited about?

I even dreamt about NaNoWriMo, and for some reason - in my dream - I was in lapland doing it.

Counting down

Only two days left till NaNoWriMo now. God I am getting excited.

Also, fun fact: only three days left till my Literary Survey exam. Whoop whoop.

And it's only 50 days left until it's time to go back home. Time sure flies - it doesn't feel like I've been here for two months already.

Countdown

Five days left now. I've added a word-count thingamajig there on the side here, just under the 'about' section, so that you all can see my progress.

You know, for fun.

NaNoWriMo

Only seven days left till NaNoWriMo now. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't ridiculously, pants-pissing excited. I have sooo many ideas of what to write, so now I just have to decide whether I should just pants it (write without a plot, or even a goal, in mind) or work on getting started on what could become a proper novel that I could send off to published-land.

Oh, the decisions.

Mist

It's a bit foggy out today, wouldn't you agree?

I can usually see as far as to the sea and the other side of town from my window. Today I could see as far as to next doors.

Bookelibookbook

I bought a book today. Second hand, of course.