Is anyone calm right now? I washed the windows today as the Germans taught me—no
Windex (sorry, dad)—just dish soap and water. I dusted. I laundered everything that wasn't nailed down. I panic bought a gourd and then took it back because gourds feel like a lot of work right now. I finally took my tinnitus brain and shaky hands and sat down and read and then worked on my novel. No matter what happens Tuesday, the words are always out there impatiently waiting, high-maintenance, demanding that I make more of them. Welcome to NaNoWriMo and election insanity. What are my post-election plans? This:
Join me if you dare: