Thursday, November 11, 2010
Maybe it's the unsolicited, positive reinforcement. The word processing program I use to type my novel doesn't spontaneously reward a particularly fabulous sentence by saying "EXCELLENT" in a deep, bass (and ok, I admit it -- downright sexy) voice. It's also not equipped with flashing, verb exploding jewels that zap out entire lines of verbiage in brilliant explosions of light and sound. And let's face it, matching tone and mood to character is just a heck of a lot more trouble than lining up 3 yellow squares, especially when one of them is a "money" square with a nice payout. I know better than to imagine that I'll ever earn so much mixing metaphors.
Must. Stop. Blitzing.
The problem is too many of my friends play too and the urge to be at the top of that scoring heap... too strong to fight. I will conquer all! Somehow, I will get to the end of November with 50,000 words, dozens of blog posts, a million or so hours of teaching, homeschooling, driving and XMAS knitting, Thanks-giving for a crowd and a high score of at least 400k on this ridiculous game.
Yes, I feel completely sane -- why do you ask?