I gave up.

I have given up on my novel.

Yes I'm a loser.

But I have other stuff to do. Important stuff.

Plus I got bored. I'll do it next year, when I like, have a plot.

I hit a wall. Metaphorically, that is. Otherwise It'd just be wierd.

The wall is boredom. Can I be bothered to write this story? Not really. I feel like just sitting on the wall and eating a sandwich. But there's a nagging part of me telling me not to give up... stupid morals.

Oh, and seeing some of these wordcounts isn't improving my mood. Some person has over 150000 words. They wrote 50000 in their first day.

WTF?!?!

Mazzy Detective and angst.

For some wierd reason, I am taking part in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month- link: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/node) and though it hasn't eaten my soul yet, it's certainly having a nibble.










I'm doing it, I guess, to see if I can. And to see what spews out of my head when I let my brain run wild, because I have a non existent plot.
Blahhh.
Planning, that's what my story needs. Less ramble, more plot. Story of my life, that.

THINGS I WANT TO HAPPEN AT SOME POINT:

• Mazzy pointing out what's odd about thingy's gang. (I've forgotten his name. Jamie or sonething)
• Jasper saying something along the lines of: "I can't draw, write, detect, do maths, play poker, read binary, win Mariocart, knit, make hat stands, cook, clean or sing, but dammit I can run!" and then run along dodging bullets or something to the shock of everyone else.
• Stu giving Maz her red scarf
• Maz giving him back the scarf to show their friendship is over *sobs*
• An explosion behind Maz where she's like, on a hill, and her hairs down and flying everywhere and she looks really badass.
• Mazzy meeting Stu's mum, and them discussing hat stands.
• Stuwart revealing he's a gaming nerd.
• Mazzy hiring stu as an apprentice/ assistant person
• Jasper explaining that he wears different coloured conversers so that he can tell his left and right.

Yell at me to keep going when possible, please.