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Update: 5 Things On The 5th (November 2019)

This November was actually really busy! Not only did I go through all that life recovery:

  1. I flat out did National Novel Writing Month. And I somehow made it through!
  2. In conjunction with NaNoWriMo, I went to our region's special event, the "Evening of Writing Uncontrollably." We literally had to drive out to the middle of nowhere to find this gorgeous old library that looked like something out of a Victorian painting. (They hold a lot of Harry Potter fan events.) I got to tour around, get some writing in, hang out with friends, rock a penguin kigurumi, and listen to one of my friends give a great talk about NaNo. It was 120% what I needed to progress forward.
  3. Before I went to the EWU Mikkun and I went to the grand opening of the Round 1 near us. We got T-shirts AND a picture with Santa. 
  4. I threw a party for The Game, and it ended up being super chill and everyone just petting my cat. Love my cat. Did I mention I have a cat now?
  5. I finally, finally, FINALLY got back to New York City. I'm sure there will be a post about this sometime, but for now, I'm leaving it at that.
Tonight I am relaxing and possibly writing a bit, and then sleeping. Tomorrow is a new day with new adventures. 
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