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01 November 2009 @ 11:52 am
No No Wri Mo!  

I am not even pretending to participate in NNWM this year. I see other people gearing up and a tiny part of my brain goes “I could do that!”, but I must crush it ruthlessly. I’ll be on vacation the second half of November, and there’s no way I’d keep it up even with the best of intentions. So my best intentions must be not to do it at all. I just have to turn those short stories in and finish revisions on TRUTHSEEKER and take the month off. Those are my ambitions. Yes. *nods firmly*

On Friday Ted and I went to the movies, despite the constant downpour. Sadly, when we got there, it turned out the movie I wanted to see wasn’t playing anymore, so Ted went to his movie and I headed back out to get cat food and do some other errands.

About half a block from the movie theatre I turned down the road to get to the crosswalk, and walked into torrential, monsoon-style rains. The sort of rain that makes you shriek because there’s suddenly SO MUCH of it, in this case accompanied by enthusiastic wind that buffeted both me and the rain. My shoes actually filled up with water in about fifteen seconds. An African man came tearing across the street against the light, but then didn’t go forward because he was heading directly into the rain and it was so extraordinary that it all but held him in place. So we stood there, he and I, hiding behind our umbrellas and alternately shrieking and laughing at the rain.

Finally the light changed and I–well, I didn’t scurry, because there was no point, by then. Despite my umbrella and my trench coat, I was soaked through to the thigh, and figured I couldn’t really get much wetter. So off I went, and off the African man went, and I headed for the store. On the way I met three teenager girls who were ducking from eve to eve, trying to avoid the rain. Two of them ducked forward ahead of me. The third looked at them, looked at me, fell in step with me beneath my umbrella, and said, *very* brightly, “Hi!”

I laughed out loud and said, “Hi! You’re quite a bit more clever than your friends, aren’t you?” Right about then, her friends turned to see what had happened to her, shrieked with dismay/glee/astonishment at her boldness, and rushed back to join us under my umbrella.

Sadly for them, I was only going two doors down because I wanted to stop and make a hair appointment, so I cruelly abandoned them to the rain and went into the salon, where I was met with cries of horror at my soddenness. “Stay until it’s stopped!” pled the woman who works there, but I said there wasn’t much point, I couldn’t get much wetter anyway, so I made my appointment and went on to do my shopping. And on the way home I stopped for an ice cream, because I hadn’t gotten to go to my movie and I was soaked through and I By God deserved a treat. :)

miles to Minas Tirith: 16.8

(x-posted from the essential kit)
 
 
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Bryantbryant on November 1st, 2009 12:56 pm (UTC)
I am not doing NaNoWriMo, despite it being a ideal time, because I have a roleplaying freelance contract to fulfill. *dance*

Edited at 2009-11-01 12:56 pm (UTC)
kitmizkit on November 1st, 2009 09:49 pm (UTC)
YAY!
pgwfolcpgwfolc on November 1st, 2009 01:19 pm (UTC)
NaNo, as I understand it, is designed for amateur writers who are hoping to get their first book done. If I may offer some perspective, I think it can easily be said that you don't have to worry about NaNo.

But... wow. That is very rainy. I'm impressed.
debela on November 1st, 2009 02:37 pm (UTC)
Kudos to the young lady who ducked under the umbrella - and, oddly, she sounds a bit like you. :)

Sorry for the sopping, but it made for a good story!
kitmizkit on November 1st, 2009 09:49 pm (UTC)
It was entirely worth it for the story, yeah. :) And yes, I thought I might've done something similar had I been a teen in that position. :)
Amberleyamberley on November 1st, 2009 05:56 pm (UTC)
Cleverer than friends
That's a delightful story!

It reminds me somehow of In the Bishop's Carriage by Miriam Michelson.

I hope your cats appreciated the soaking you took to feed them, but I don't suppose they do.
kit: cats_lucy2mizkit on November 1st, 2009 09:52 pm (UTC)
Re: Cleverer than friends
I have never read "In the Bishop's Carriage"! And no, the cats didn't appreciate it at all. Well. Maybe Lucy did. She's been happily eating the food, anyway. :)
Wolf Lahti: Goethewolflahti on November 1st, 2009 06:14 pm (UTC)
I've successfully participated in NaNoWriMo a number of years, but the last couple attempts have proven counterproductive. I got focused on producing word count rather than writing something I could take pride in having produced. Essentially, it became bad practice for me.

Regarding rain and "Stay until it's stopped"--after living in Seattle for a number of years, I remember going into a bookstore and flipping through the first few pages of a book, when I was arrested by a passage that mentioned that it had started to rain, and the main character stepped under an awning to wait for it to pass.

"That's right!" I remember thinking, as though I'd been struck by a thunderbolt. "You can do that in other places!" In the Pacific Northwet, if you wait for the rain to stop, you will be there for days. (I do not exaggerate.) Worst of all, it almost never even really rains--we get just this half-hearted wettening of everything, a grey, disspirited sogginess.

It's beautiful out here, but I do miss the storms of the Great Lakes region where I grew up.
martianmooncrabmartianmooncrab on November 1st, 2009 06:38 pm (UTC)
I couldn’t get much wetter anyway

Welcome to Oregon! Thats the attitude of a native here when it rains.
La Mutant of Repute: Funny - thanks to caffeinemutantenemy on November 1st, 2009 08:07 pm (UTC)
Here here! If it weren't for my Columbia Sportswear coat, I'd be soaked to the gills on more than one occasion. But rather than treat ourselves to ice cream, we usually go to the nearest espresso place. LOL!
kitmizkit on November 1st, 2009 08:23 pm (UTC)
I don't drink coffee. :)
martianmooncrabmartianmooncrab on November 1st, 2009 09:15 pm (UTC)
I prefer the extra chocolate, hot chocolate therapy myself.
kitmizkit on November 1st, 2009 09:50 pm (UTC)
Now you're talkin'. :)
La Mutant of Repute: Geek - wrist warmersmutantenemy on November 2nd, 2009 01:14 am (UTC)
Ooooo or spiced cider. *yum*
La Mutant of Reputemutantenemy on November 2nd, 2009 01:16 am (UTC)
Ya know, last night while I was at Ava Roasteria participating in the Midnight Write-In for NaNoWriMo, I indulged in their DARK CHOCOLATE MOCHA. They have the hot chocolate version too. It twas orgasmic.
martianmooncrabmartianmooncrab on November 2nd, 2009 04:46 am (UTC)
oooh, I checked where they are located at, and next time I am out towards Btown I will stop in. I normally dont go into coffee houses since I dont like the taste of coffee.
Liralen Liliralen on November 1st, 2009 06:49 pm (UTC)
YAY For NO NoWriMo... *laughs* I think I'll join you.

And I love your full story about the rain. That is so good. And, yes, you entirely deserved the treat.
kitmizkit on November 1st, 2009 09:54 pm (UTC)
Maybe I should make us some No No Wri Mo icons. :)
Liralen Liliralen on November 1st, 2009 09:54 pm (UTC)
OOooo.. I'd wear that!
La Mutant of Repute: NaNoWriMo - tick tock clockmutantenemy on November 1st, 2009 08:02 pm (UTC)
LOL! I do so love your way of story telling. I read your entry out loud to a friend of mine as we sipped our hot PG Tips and relished in the misty November sun.
kitmizkit on November 1st, 2009 09:53 pm (UTC)
Well, thank you. Don't tell anybody, but I've considered trying to make a go of this writing thing. You know, like, for a living?
La Mutant of Reputemutantenemy on November 2nd, 2009 01:12 am (UTC)
Hmmmm, I don't know. Sounds kinda chancey if you ask me. ;-)

By the by, my friend and I were at a B&N this afternoon and we had to rearrange your titles in order. Shelving copies of "Urban Shaman" before "Walking Dead" and after "Thunderbird Falls" is a no-no in my book.
kitmizkit on November 2nd, 2009 09:33 am (UTC)
*laughs* I was at a bookstore in Dublin re-arranging Jim's books into the right order last weekend, myself. I share your obsession. :)