Enchante Avec Beret

(Translation: I like how the beret turned out.) I thought it was going slowly but it finished very quickly, I realize now, because I was afraid I would run out of the gray yarn so I knit faster to finish before I did run out. (Wha???? I don't know, but that's what it seemed like.)

I highly recommend this pattern. (It's the House Beret from Charmed Knits.) It's very straightforward, no tricky maneuvers to increase or decrease, and the top ends up looking awesome. See?

Next I need to get the address from Chocolate Sheep so I can get these Connor Caps on their way to their new owners.


*whispering* This ends the part of my WIPs I can show you. The rest is stealth knitting. I promise to cast on something blog-able later so you're not bored.

Day 20--Not Many Customers

So I typed on my story, straight onto the computer, not on Alphie which I can't download at work. Things are heating up and the story is zooming along. I have to remember to put other people in besides Jack and Mona but it's hard because I'm so focused on their deteriorating relationship and Jack's mounting trouble with Manning. I'm looking forward to this weekend when I can kill Jack off and get to the detecting. Geronimo!

Line of the day: Jack had driven away from the villa early too. He had gotten up to the turn off at Boca Onima where Manning had showed him he could see the boat at the wreck site from shore and then his vehicle had stalled. That’s the last thing he remembered. He lay at the foot of the Willemstoren lighthouse steps, pieces of broken coral flung onshore by the last storm digging into his back. He wasn't at all sure how he got there and had no idea how he would get back to his villa.

Daily total: 2,196 words
Running total: 34,833 words

See you in a few hours, you guys. I'm pumped.
--Barbara

Day 19--The Plot Thickens

Manning has Jack's money and now Jack is looking for results. Things are moving faster and soon there'll be blood on the water. Ooh! This is when it gets to be fun. Fast and fun. I'm looking forward to the weekend when I predict big things happening.

Line of the day: Once Jack got the hundred grand transferred into Manning’s bank account he started looking for results, hounding Manning for details, times, places. He wanted to have something, some recovered metal encrusted with barnacles, a piece of cannon shot, a tankard, something, anything that he could touch and feel the hundreds of years on it. Manning was shocked and a bit unsettled by Jack’s vehement insistence that he be kept informed of every single move that was made.

Daily total: 1,705 words
Running total: 32,639 words

See you tonight, submission in hand.
--Barbara

Santa Came Early!

See? We played most of the afternoon. I did knit a few rows and I did write my word quota for the day but we Wii-ed. And we Wii-ed. I fully expected to get up this morning to find Durwood sacked out in the living room with a Wii controller dangling from his wrist.

Thanks, Santa! I musta been a really good girl this year. And it said in the paper this morning that Wii games are good for motor skills, strength, flexibility and balance. So it's a fitness tool. Not a toy.

Day 18--Wheeee!

Yesterday's program got interrupted. Santa came! He went to Walmart and bought us a Wii. We had to set it up (with only one phone consultation with David) so we could bowl the afternoon away. I did write halfway to my word goal in the morning and wrenched myself away after supper to finish, but we Wii-ed and we Wii-ed. I made sure that the TV volume control works with the Wii because I do not want to wake up in the middle of the night and hear the sound of bowling pins or golf clubs since Don's in the habit of being up in the night and he's definitely hooked on the Wii. I fully expect to wake up one morning to find him sacked out in the living room with a Wii controller dangling from his hand.

Line of the day: Jack relented, took his refilled glass, settled back on the cushions of his lounge, and prepared to fill Mona in on his deal with Manning. “Okay,” he said and he actually rubbed his hands together. I never knew people actually did that, thought Mona. Jack when on. “Manning and this spic guy, Santiago…” “You mean Hispanic, right? Or Venezuelan?” He flapped his hand at her, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Anyway, Santiago’s a fisherman and he got a line caught on something so he talked to his pal Manning and took him out there to scuba dive to see if he, Manning that is, could retrieve his fishing tackle. Manning says when he got down there he could not believe his eyes. There was a shipwreck, and not some modern one either, an old one, a real old one, just rotting away down there.

Didn't I tell you Jack was a toad? Good for you, Jennifer, for wrestling those words into submission. Keep going! We can do it!

Daily total: 1,727 words
Running total: 30,936 words

See you tomorrow night!
--Barbara

Only 12 days to go, Ladies...

...and you can do it! Go! go! go!

Tonight is a Freebie!!!!

I got a free night of writing under my belt as my plans for the evening changed at the last minute. It allowed me to switch gears and try to bring my plot back on track, although I would still strongly encourage seatbelts as well as a neck harness. I am NOT responsible for whiplash on this piece of fiction that I try to craft!

Word Count Today: 2,026
Word Count Total: 30,459

I know I am not there yet, but I am already proud of myself for reaching 30,000+ words. I can't wait until November 30th when I can call myself a novelist.