Here you can see the days when I did not make the 1,667 words-per-day goal. Pretty much the majority of them.¹ Actually I did that on purpose because red is my favorite color. Yeah. Red is the color of Uppity.

Grey is the color of Good Cop. Good Cop brings me coffee as I pound away the keyboard every morning. He helps me come up with characters who stutter to pad my word count. He listens to me rant about characters who don’t want to do what I tell them to do. He does my chores. He answers my random dinner-time questions like besides the voiding of the bowels, what happens to a body as it dies?

Green is the color of Bad Cop. Bad Cop makes me call him sir. He says Drop and give me two thousand words, you maggot! He sets my word count goal for the day and then withholds nachos and beer until I make it. He smacks his nightstick threateningly when he suspects I am sneaking in some net surfing. He reminds me there is no crying in baseball.

[tags]NaNoWriMo, writing[/tags]

1. You can also view a detailed report of my progress, brought to you by the geeks at NaNoWriMo. [↩]