You all know by now that several hundred thousand people around the world have started writing for NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo and I am one of those number. I cleared off my desk in order to have a clean slate to work on my novel, lining up my reasearch materials (journals and printed emails from years ago) and I was feeling pretty good about getting started.
And then this happened:
Was batting at the cursor on the screen, jumping every time the song coming from the speakers changed, and just generally making himself a nuisance.
So I did what any kind-hearted cat lover would do. I made him a soft spot to lay on:
He settled in for a nap and I was able to meet my word count goal for the evening. Sheesh. I thought this was going to be easy, but maybe not so much…