Milo

A few months ago, YouTube did something about the videos that violated copyright on their site. I remember all the old nigahiga videos suddenly being re-uploaded, but that was all I really knew and I didn't think about it again.

All the videos I made 2007-2008 were deleted from my laptop years ago, and even though they were on YouTube, some had the audio removed due to the songs I used. One of these videos was my tribute to Milo, my beloved cat, and at the end, just for a few seconds over the last note of the song, you could hear his purring.

I had long ago given up ever hearing this small sound bite again. Yet, today, for some reason, I found myself watching it.

The audio has been restored.

 You have no idea how much that means to me.

Death Dream

So I wrote a post in the car on the way down to my sisters earlier today, about a dream I had last night. It was a little disturbing. But then I accidentally deleted it or something as it isn't in my blog drafts, so now I need to decide whether to write it all out again, or just move on.

Maybe a bit of both.

So a certain boy was having a party in a cave full of statues, as you do, and I was sitting next to a friend of his that I had met at his birthday. I went to get a drink and he followed me and had a go at me for leaving. So I went and sat back down. Then, one of the statues broke and the head fell on the girl next to me, completely squishing her head. So she was sat there, dead, but with a statue head. Then a huge Bhudda statue broke and the head also fell on her, so she was sat there with a massive Bhudda head. The end.

Think of that what you will.

I'm at my aunts right now, in the land of no phone signal and very limited Internet, so this post might not actually publish. I'm sat right next to the router though, so here's hoping.

Everything in it's Place

It's been a while since I wrote a blog post on my iPhone. But, the Internet has been down most of the evening because we have a stupid BT HomeHub, so iPhone post through 3G is my only option.

Bet you anything that a soon as I finish writing this, the Internet comes back.

I tidied my work room! I actually have room to do stuff now! I have a shelf for beads and embellishments, somewhere for my steamer, a light over my designing table, half of the table for my machines.... the other half is kind of taken up with eBay stuff ... even a shelf for my set kit. Both my on set bag and full kit bag broke on the web series, so until I get new ones, everything is just kind of dumped. It still needs some home furnishing, mostly a rug or carpet of some sort, and a few more plastic crocodile tubs to put costumes in, but it's enough to start drafting.

And we're back to scary.

10k 3 days.

I have three full days left in which to write 10 000 words.

This time last year, I had 11 300 words left, a massive 7 500 of which I wrote on the last day.

This year, I'm very much hoping to be finished in good time on the 30th, because the last thing you want if a boy comes to visit is to still have a sizable chunk of NaNoWriMo left to complete.

The problem is that I have hit my 30k slump 10 000 words too late, and even though I'm so close to the end, I am finding it so hard to be inspired to write. It's even worse when this is the ending to a story I have been writing for 4 years. It's been in my head for so long that it should be almost effortless to put into words, and yet, I find myself sitting down to write and hours passing by with only a few new words on the page.

Even worse is how, in reality, my three full days are really only one and a half. Tomorrow, I'm sending off friend who is going on a working holiday, so that;s one day out, and I need to be finished ASAP on Friday.

I'm not without a plan though. I'm going to wake up early tomorrow to write before I go out. I'm going to write when I get home and not sleep until I have hit 43k. I'm going to spend all day on Thursday writing and not go to bed until I have reached 48k. That leaves 2k for Friday morning and to finish the story.

Loosing NaNo is not an option.