From NaNo to Frolicking with Cows

NaNoWriMo has officially beat me this year. It bent me over and spanked my ass with my own manuscript, and not in a kinky way.

I have been writing steadily, only the word counts haven't been high enough to 'win' NaNo. While the month isn't over for a couple of days I know, at my current rate I'm not going to 'beat' it. And. well I won't be around for the end of month, but I'll get to that in a second.

The story has had some epic moments this month, and surprised me in the direction it has taken. However, it's not right. There is something just out of reach. I've got my big mitts in the tiny cookie jar but I just can't reach that friggin morsel of deliciousness.

The month of November has been spent scratching the surface of that cookie. Getting crumbs under my fingernails, enough to excite me and wet my appetite for the big cookie, but not enough for me to quench my hunger. Fucking cookie blocker.

Earlier this week I watched a TED talk on 'The Power of Introverts' by Susan Cain which was awesome. It reminded me of the power of our own minds, if only we give it enough space to think. There's so much more in the talk that's worth watching, especially the dynamics of introverts and extroverts in the workplace, however the point about introverts needing that quiet time reminded me of something. I'm an introvert, damnit I haven't taken time away from anything for a long while.

I find myself craving the country, which is generally an indication that I need to get away from it all. It all culminated last night when I was talking shit with a good friend who pretty much told me I needed the same thing. I'm a very lucky person, I have true friends who know what I want to hear, but tell me what I need to hear instead. #MADFLOVE to my bitches.

So from midnight on Friday, I will be doing something I have not done in years. I'm going to unplug from the internet on every device I own. I'll be getting away for that country drive I've been craving, and breathing in the fresh air. I intend to allow nothing but my own head space in.

I'm not expecting some big epiphany out of this, I'm not actually expecting anything other than a clear mind. I'll be walking through the bush alone. I'll sit on a mountain top, and soak in the beauty of nature. I'll frolic with cows, and get shit on my boots.

With the exception of the National Rodeo Finals on Saturday night, come on people I can't miss a rodeo, I intend to avoid people and noise. This weekend will be me time, and I'll say I'm looking forward to it. So until next week, I'll leave you with the beautiful Miranda Kerr.