THE BOOK

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Eight forty-nine and she starts out writing her book. The amazing novel. Each and very

November thi is wht lisaa does, she pens fifty words and then she abruptly stops. 222 thousand

people o this, the writing marathon. Kind of coinciding with the New York marathon. The racing

to the finish line, whether in words or in steps. The repetition of smaller units, steps, words- in

order to build a bigger unit. The bricks that build a house.

For her, it is more about formalities, not so much formalities in the sense of formal behavior and

adhering to rules, but forms, shapes. Should she indent the first line of a new paragraph or not?

This is what writers think about, this and nothing else. She had her coffee and she as at the gym

and she bumped into a parked car and she left her phone number on the windshield of the other

car. Too much happening already for the first day of November here. 167 words already here and

the telly is playing its songs here.

King of Queens now, the one with the karaoke. Hard to believe that this show is some twenty

years old here.

So this will be her novel, the description of the days of a writer. The minute-to-minute. Nobody

will publish this. Forget about marketing. Self-publishing has to do here. Has to suffice.

231 word already, at nine-oh-eight on a chilly November morn on the Pacific Northwest coast

here. Maybe the story should be situated in Brooklyn, because that is where all the writers live

nowadays. How can you possibly be a writer if you live outside of Brooklyn? It is not done, I tell

‘yer.

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283 words here, already. Doug and Carrie on the telly here.

Nice day for a walk- it is supposed to be a run. This was the conversation on the run slash bike

pass near the writer’s home. A person on the bike waiting for the light to turn green. Turning

around and saying said words. She mumbling that this is a run. Does she really run that slow?

Well, walkers pass her by, so much is true. But it is still a run, those short jumps make it a run

and not a walk. It is all in the definition.

On the telly, Paternity Court. Quality TV. Is this what writers watch? Faulkner used to drive a

forklift. Slinging words together, it is a non-job. No job. A no-job. You fashion new words.

Neologisms. You talk about stuff that others have described before you. Better writers,

eloquenter ones. And most authors are men, anyways. At least the ones that count. The gals

entered the game later, weaker. The bigwigs are still the boys. No change of the guard as of yet

here. All the dead poets have the propensity to grow bushy beards. Testosterone makes them pen

better words. Apparently having an embroidered seat cushion in the back of your Toyota Corolla

makes you choose words that do not give you a passing grade when you vie for a Pulitzer. Or

maybe the judge and jury are all guys. Old boys club. Genderstudies, genderpolitics. In lit.

English lit. Peter Handke just won the Nobel. It is highly detested. But she read his stuff, a long

time ago. Was good. He writes like he speaks. In a slow South Tirol droll. Austrian. Which

means, basically, sleepy. He falls asleep while he talks. Maybe it is not South Tirol.

11:13. In the AM. The novel that is not really. There are no players. There is just one

protagonist, the writer herself. Her life. Her keyboard, her telly. There will be meetings in town.

For the writers. There will be a wrap-up party in the Australian moose-under place in downtown.

In a cellar. On a Sunday. Other writers. Better ones, worse ones. Younger ones and hardly any

older ones. Writing is a young man’s game. Retirees have nothing to say, they left the rat race

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already. Writing is a solitary occupation. You have to go for long long runs. The Loneliness of

the Long-Distance Runner. Tom Courtney pre-Dr. Zhivago. In black and in white here. It is a

good movie, the very best here. 705 words here. Seven Zero Five.

And now, it is Two Broke Galz. Well, technically it is Two Broke Girls. Or maybe 2 Broke

Girls. Nothing to write home about. But the laugh tracks make even the flattest episode sparkle.

Before this, it was Friends. 2 episodes. And we had crevettes. Shrimps. 4 of ‘em. Apparently, ten

have 80 calories. So we had even less than 40 calories. And then there was an egg. Ah, trying to

fight the weight. Getting down at least five pounds. Halloween does that to yer, you yoyo up.

And now we have to yoyo down again. With crevettes and eggs. With nuts and raisins. With

counting all of these calories here. Running, yep that is good too. Stationary bike in the gym. 30

minutes here. The weight, the wordcount. Everything is measured in numbers. How many words

and how many pounds? Kilograms are better maybe. The number is less here. Bodymass index,

huh. The obligatory bmi. The controversal one. Muscle weighs more. Well, not in this case, trust

me, it is all pure flab here. Not everyone is an arnoldi here. Arnold as in Mr Schwarzenegger

here. 896 words here. And now we know which button to press in order to update the wordcount

on the nanowrimo site here.

916 here, 918, yay ah yay here. 925.

Words raining down onto the page here. Maybe spellcheck is advised here, but first it is all about

fulfilling the daily requirement here. 160 words, nah, one thousand six hundred here in order to

have fifty thou come December first here. 067 words here. Spellcheck ah spellcheck here.

On the telly, Oleg. What is the name of the always stoned cashier here? In this Two Broke Girls

show here. 995 words already.

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In Hamburg they must have finished the all day pensum here. There was a woman who wrote the

fifty thousand words in 17 hours straight here. In Reykjavik here. Maybe we can beat that. Ah

not likely here. We are not that gifted a speedtypist here. Yup, that is what it is all about, typing

as fast as you can, typing by the speed of your pants. Or something like that, something of that

kind here. On the news, California wildfires and Trump interrogation. To impeach or not to

impeach here, that is the question. Does not make any difference for the novel writing month

here. 104 words here, we are of course talking about the impeachment and not about the

wildfires here. 1121, one one two one here.

597 words needed today, according to the nanowrimosite. After updating. The site tells you how

many words you are still needing. It is a weird way to pen a novel. And is it even a novel? Or is

it a nonfiction book? A journal. A log. Logbook. 1174 in words ah in words here.

This is the second time today that we are watching this particular episode of Two Broke Girls

here.

One forty-nine here. PM. First day of November and all we are doing here is penning the next

big thing here. The all-American novel, the great all-American novel here. And this is not even

the US of A here.

An ad for Medicare, so apparently this is the station out of Seattle. Or maybe LA, NYC, or

Chicago here. 1256 in words here.

She did the run without mitts and now her hands are kind of screaming out for hand cream. How

will they run this Sunday in NYC here? The weather is nicer though apparently here. But

running in cold weather is actually better, it is the heat that usually does you in.

1312 in words ah in words here.

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1320.

404 words needed today. The site cannot be wrong here.

Fourhundred ah so very insightful words. Intelligent stuffi-muffi. Ah you are no Hemingway

here, trust me.

She had peanuts in their shells. Thy were kind of stale but that is how life in diet land is here.

Gotta lose those last five pounds here. The ones that she put on during the month of October

here.

Now Oleg and Sofie here.

1391 words here.

333 words needed today.

It is two in the afternoon. Time for Jake Harper. Talking on the phone. Charlie making faces at

him here. That’s it, time to get a new kid, according to Charlie. And now Alan, goofy, aloof or

whatev. here.

Laughtracks here.

And Alan is packing a picnic basket. What is he, Yogi Bear? He draped a sweater over his

shoulders, typical dorky outfit here.

Charlie watching soaps.

1465, 1466, 1467.

256 words needed today.

An ad for a pizza place. Pizza Pizza. An ad for a digestive med.

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Jake and Alan.

1489 words here.

A blind date. Forget it. Charlie Harper does not go on blind dates.

I think around forty. And Charlie says that their ears are flabby.

1517 words here.

Yup, it is that episode, the one with the judge here.

1531 here. 1533.

191 words needed today. A municipal court judge. You did not tell me that.

Two hundred words here.

And Charlie, while we’re at it, why don’t we go for the bigboy pants.

This is my friend Linda.

Really? How so?

I was not expecting someone so yummy. And 144 words needed today and an ad for KFC. The

shrimps in the shell from Costco are kind of disgusting. It seems that part of the shell got

dislodged. Or lodged. Something is wrong with her swallowing here. Something in her

esophagus. Something that should not be there. So from now on only icecream. When writing.

Tea maybe. A latte. Nothing that will dislodge. Is that even the right word here?

1652 words here. 1677 might be needed. Or 1777 per day here. Who knows, who really knows.

This is not how literature works her. Content-providing in the day of digital, well, everything

here.

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685, sorry, 1685 words here. Time for a beer here.

A Peroni, maybe, 330 milliliters here.

1701, writers are all hopeless drunks. The good ones at least here, the sober ones are the ones

who toil in obscurity. The non-geniuses. The women.

And Alan and Charlie on their way home here.

1736 here.

O words needed today, apparently, we penned enough words here. Amazing ah amazing here.

The last sentence just suddenly came out of nowhere. Apparently she was on this site 35 minutes

ago but that cannot be right. Apparently she opened the word file in order to copy this recipe for

a pumpkin soup and somehow this got all mixed up. Ah technology. The pumpkin soup was

made by a oman on Instagram on the other side of the world and th woman ooh and aahed about

that particular soup so it must be better than Campbell Soup. Btw, have you seen the movie MRS

CAMPBELL with Sofia Loren? I highly recommend it to all my readers and non-readers alike

here.

1863 words, so this is going somewhere here. Spent most of the last hours reading up on the

NYC marathon that is happening on Sunday. Starting in Staten Island near a bridge that starts

with a V, Versagio or something, some Spanish name, some Italian name. Did you know that

there is a Koch bridge in the five burroughs. Well, who would have thought.

Apparently, in the beginning people just throw their stuff on the ground, in order to become

cooler for the race. But apparently in the beginning it is bitter cold, so they wear old blankets and

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stuff, garbage bags, arm warmers made out of woolen socks from the dollar store, stuff like that.

There are Goodwill containers too. And then there is a blue line.

Lots of stuff about the blue line online here.

Ah marathon marathon here.

Quite a distance to run here. You can do it, even without training. Which will mean that you

have to walk most of it here. It is a ten-hour hike here. In the morn, we ran what was about a one

K run. Not bad for somebody with the wrong bodymass index. We will run eventually here, but

first we have to bring down the weight here. Not the other way around. First we whittle down the

weight, and the training for a marathon will astart here. The people who exercise to lose weight,

they are all doing it wrong here. First you achieve a normal weight and then you start moving in

order to maintain the weightloss. But the losing of weight comes by basically eating half. Portion

control. Rigorous portion reduction. So that it can till be tolerable. Usually that means that you

eat a third less than you would usually eat. Never go under 1600 calories. And never go over.

Thus you will lose your weight slowly but steadily here.

And do not buy Halloween candy, it will just make yer sick here.

2189 in words here.

There are write-ins and kick-offs in Massachusetts. Aha nice. There is a woman in Melbourne

who is rewriting her old short stories. She too has passed the two-thousand-word mark already.

Apparently, they are a day ahead in Australia. Or something like that here.

In this neighbourhood, the write-in is in another city. Or we will just stay put and type here, no

moving away from the laptop. Let’s do this. It is just wy to inconvenient to write some place

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else. The room wit the telly has to do, for now. It is officially her study. Great writers have a

study and that is where they pen thir words. The house in Amherst. Where the lady in white

wrote in her room on the second floor. A room of one’s own. So Virginia Woolf. Seems, the gals

do write, apparently ah apparently here. Actually, they say that galz are the chatty ones. The ones

that possess the gift of gab. So our anti feminine statements at the beginning of this amazing

novel do not really hold true here. She ponders, can one say one thing on one page and thee exact

opposite thing on the next page? Dichotomy, huh. Yup, why not, whatever makes your writing

and reading juices flow. Whatever let’s the ink flow. Whatever makes you happy here. Writer

here cannot quite grip the expression, whatever moves your mojo? Nope, that is not it here,

apparently ah apparently here. Later on we definitely need a gifted editor here.

This book will be sent out to Farrar Strauss and Giroux, they accept everything. Union Square,

18 Union Square. 2463 words, written, penned on the day after Halloween here. Six twenty-

three, it is dark now outside. The day before she waited for all those goblins to come and nobody

came. Somebody came but never knocked. Or knocked silently and was not heard. Thus we had

twenty kitkats and twenty coffee crunches and now an expanding waistline over here here.

Running month, we should board a plane and run the New York City Marathon here. Which has

a funny name this year because of the sponsor who starts with a T and maybe has an S and a C

too here.

2563 in words here.

By the way, Bento O’Rourke has dropped out of the presidential race here. Just like Bill de

Blasio before him here. On the telly, Mario Cuomo’s son here and a woman who talks about

throwing spaghetti against a wall. The woman who teaches at Yale. The pretty one, Anoush

something. Well, she is east-Indian, but not all ladies from India are Anoushes. Ashok? That is a

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guy’s name here. I guess, she is called Asha. That is what Chris Cuomo just called her. Thank

you, Asha. And she might have never in her life been to India, New Jersey is where it is at here.

A Jersey girl. The Attorney General of New Jersey is Sikh, but basically he sounds like New

Jersey. They all have funny accents over there. Bernie Sanders, he has such a thick New York

accent. Well, maybe Brooklyn. With a west coast eye, they all sound alike. Rex Harrison in My

Fair Lady, he could pinpoint slight fluctuations. Author here can do that too with a city like

Hamburg. Each city block has its own intonations. The Sikhs in power in Canada sound totally

different then a Sikh in New Jersey does. The chief of the NDP, but he is from Ontario.

Scarborough, maybe? Outside of the city center of Toronto.

2784 words here, she should pen a love story. A crime novel. A chick flick in book form here.

The story of Gabriella. That is a nice name, is it not? A very non-committing name. She can be

anybody here. The only thing that the name gives away, is that she is a girl. A cool one. One of

the cool girls. One of the mean ones maybe? Are the cool ones necessarily mean? Ah, tough to

fashion a character out of thin air here. Everything for the wordcount here.

2873 words here. Cuomo does not like people making money off their family connections. It is

all about the Bidens here. Hunter Biden and the VP.

But hey Chris did you not get your cushy job because of your last name here?

That seems a tad accusative here but it seems that the guy that Chris was talking to was thinking

the same thing here. It was all about how Trump is the last person to accuse Biden of nepotism.

On the other hand, Cuomo said that he thinks that Hunter Biden did something inappropriate

with the Ukraine. But how would Cuomo know that? Joe Biden insists that he did not pull any

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strings so that Hunter could do business in the Ukraine. And let us face it, who does not believe

Joe Biden? Ah politics here.

3010 words here, let us just concentrate on churning out as many words as we can here. The New

York Marathon. On the day after tomorrow here. This is what we will write here about. The

marathon ah the marathon here. The upcoming one here.

Trump is such an idiot. Everything he says is weird and makes your skin crawl. Why is that, how

does he manage to be such a bad public speaker?

And he will win again, by a landslide here.

Ah, the Instagram feed of half baked harvest. Verything so good. The movie of the making of a

pumpkin bread with cream cheese swirl in it and salted butter and maple syrup and sugar and

cinnamon. November fare here and the music the upbeat one that shows the baking, the baking in

an instant on Instagram here.

3150 words here. At this rate, you’ll be done on day 16. So the nanowrimo site here. Usually we

finish this up on November five here. Maybe this time we will finish on November three, the day

of the marathon here. The ultra marathon of writing here. And once more, a person talking about

quid pro quo, though that seems to be so yesterday here. Quid pro quo is so October of 2019, let

us face it here, we started up November here already.

3234 here, words aah words here.

Fingers are hurting slightly here.

Seven seventeen in the pee em here. 7:17 PM on 11/1/2019. A show on the telly here but the

sound is mute. 3267 words here. The writing of a novel, the feverish typing up of what passes as

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a novel here. The novel or the non-novel here. Eleven pages of novel already here, times new

roman, double-spaced, pont twelve, yay ah yay here.

Her right humerus is acting up already. The typing is doing her in, already ah already here. A

Dictaphone would do, should do here. How do others do it, the Handkes of this world of ours

here?

3345 in words ah in words here.

AT THIS RATE YOU’LL BE DONE ON NOVEMBER 15. So the site here.

Eight twelve. A chilly evening, a Friday evening in front of the computer. A writr who pens a

novel, a story about life. A story that reflects life. And in this case, it is the life of a writer, this

writer. The struggle, the tribulations. A description of what the author here sees. On the telly, Al

Jazeera News. Syria. Turkey. Bashar al Assad. Russia backs him and the US backs Turkey. Or

something like this here. Somebody on the telly just put it like that here.

Politics, this is not the forum to discuss politics. This is the forum to tell a story. A novel writer

is a storyteller. First and foremost here.

Eight nineteen here. The day after Halloween. She ponders, next day X-mas decorations will go

up in the mall here. 3499 days here, still typing still typing here. She watched the Instagram story

of a runner in NYC. Running towards the sunrise. Having 31st Avenue all to herself. Whatever

happened to resting before the big event here? And it is not 31st Avenue, it is 31st Street. That is

New York for yer here.

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What do all those runners do now? How many hours till the start in Staten Island? Well, it

depends on what kind of runner you are here. Elite runners are very different than slowpokes.

And apparently the wheelchairs are starting out first here.

3597 here.

Anti-fracking protests in the UK.

At this rate you’ll be done on November 14 here.

Eight thirty-seven in the evening, in the night here. She’d rather watch Seinfeld than this here. Al

Jazeera cannot compete with Seinfeld here, with Kramer’s antics here. 3641 words here.

Watching the news while typing this up is counterintuitive here. Laugh tracks is where it is at.

Here.

3661.

November two. Thirty-four minutes after midnite. On the telly, Friends. Phoebe and Joey. And

here we are working on the novel that is not really a novel and more the quintessential anti-

novel. Senseless rambling a la stream of consciousness. 2700, sorry, 3700 words, btw, btw here.

And now, The Goldbergs. The person made telling the intimate stories of his family into a

career. Yup, he turned divulging family secrets into a lucrative profession. Pure genius. He is

laughing all the way to the bank here.

3747 in words ah words here. 1506 words needed today here. 3758 here.

Hanging out on the nanowrimo site seems more fun than the writing process itself here. The

illusion of a community. A virtual community. There was a kick-off party already in downtown.

And in Paragraph on 14th street there will be a write-in. Different places where people write.

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Seems that everybody has a story planned out here. Nobody is just tagging along, struggling,

teetering. It is kind of disillusioning, kind of like being the one that is left behind. A nobody

amongst stars. Maybe hanging out on the website is counterintuitive. What is fun, is the virtual

travel through different places, regions, time zones here. Btw, where exactly is the nanowrimo

headquarter located now? Oakland? San Francisco? One of the burbs in the East Bay? Seems to

be everchanging here.

3890, yay ah yay here.

On the telly, Family Guy here. 3900.

1:22 in the AM. A slight feel of nausea is somewhere in the background here. And Family Guy is

on here.

3922 words. The writer and her novel. That is the subject matter of this. And it is not enough.

Nobody will read this. It is written stuff, I give you that. But it is basically whining. Complaining

about the inability to do the task at hand. Maybe we can try to modify the task, do it our way and

thus win. Explore new ways of doing stuff. Because we are not able to do it in the traditional

way. 4001 words, btw here. And the words start amassing here, even if the quality is subpar. It is

not a novel. But is it a novel? Ah, negativity rules, obviously, it is the middle of the nite and

Family Guy is on here. He is playing baseball, btw here. Somebody on the fora was afraid that in

the end, all she will have been writing is gibberish. Thus she plans it out, in order to avoid that

destiny here. The gibberish, that is.

4085 here. 4087. Words needed today: 1172 here. Easy peasy, we can provide that amount of

words in a heartbeat here.

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One thirty-three in the AY AM, on November second of 2019 here. How many more days or

hours to the NYC Marathon? The start is at 10:10 on Sunday, it is now 1:40 on Saturday, you do

the math. Apparently there will be a time change too sometime in there. End of daylight savings

time. Or something like that here. On the telly, Last Man Standing here. And on Instagram, the

woman from Germany who will run the marathon. And apparently is sightseeing en masse here.

So exciting here, Instagram makes you live vicariously through total strangers here. Whatever is

on a screen, that defines our world(s) here.

Amazing, huh.

And 4216 words it is, it is here. 1035 words needed today, at this rate you will finish on

November 24 here. Yay ah yay here. Btw, 4243 words, what a weird number here. Not round

and glib, but clumsy, charring.

Describing coffeehouses- now there is a title for a book. Because, let us face it, this is what she

does. She describes coffee houses, at length, in her book slash books. She goes to said watering

holes and then comes back home, sits in front of the typewriter and tries to recreate the feel of

that place for posterity. So that readers can imagine that place long after she is gone. It is a futile

job, an irrelevant job.

Today she woke up late, parked her car behind the coffeeplace in the side street. Walks by the

parked carss, by the sandwich place that is not open yet. Or maybe it is open, but nobody wants a

sandwich at nine in the morning on a sunny Saturday, while it is still chilly outside.

The coffee house is interesting, full of people. A woman waits in line behind her. Her long long

hair in a ponytail. There is no good place free, a place where one can sit down and peoplewatch

for hours. Author here., she sits at the window, with a view of the church slash community center

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on the other side of the street. Nobody really knows what kind of place this is, it has weddings

and funerals and Sunday morning prayers. It is Greek or Greek Orthodox or something like that.

Hellenic center, that seems to be the name. It resembles the acropolis or what people who have

never been to Athens think, the acropolis looked like.

Writing for the novel, describing coffee houses. That seems to be her job today. It is now nine

and fifty minutes after that, she is back at the typing machine and nanowrimos away. There is a

meeting in the public library in the other city, you get there by bus or by boat. She will never

ever make it there in time. So she will just sit put and type. While she was in the coffee house,

she contemplated laptops. How they are omnipresent whilst she just uses her laptop as she would

use a typewriter. She leaves it in one place, in one corner of her room and types there. Never ever

moves it, well, hardly ever. She does not take it to the coffee house like the woman with the long

hair in a ponytail is doing right now. Searching for an outlet for the laptop that she got out of her

truck or SUV here.

4666 words here, the second day of nanowrimo here. Next to a sixth of the word requirement is

already down here. She read online that one writer, one woman lost her words by using an app

called Scribner. We do not do that. We use Microsoft Word. It has glitches but knock on wood

they seem to be not very important. Thanks, Mr. Gates in Seattle, you knew what you were

doing. Now is he the richest man on the planet or is it the guy with no hair on top of his head?

The amazon guy who is divorcing his wife here. Jeff Bezos here. How is life if you are that

famous? A local celebrity, a global celebrity here. Do they eat differently than we do here.

4791, she was supposed to describe a woman named Gabriella. With two L. Gabriel and then an

LA. The name is good nice wholesome, you can have a protagonist named Gabriella. Four

syllables. It takes forever to say it. Maybe it is not a good choice for a protagonist name, it is too

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long. It takes forever to say it, it takes up half of a sentence. Once you said it you already forgot

what Gabriella did or and what happened to her.

Ah, the structuring of a novel, there are books that teach you how to do this. One novelwriting

participant actually had a website where she promoted her free book about tactics and strategies

for constructing a novel. The woman seemed to live in Melbourne and she was a teaachr at the

University of South Wales which seems to be in Australia too. Princeton, but not the Princeton in

New Jersey. A Princeton somewhere down under here.

9, sorry, 2, sorry, 4955 here. 361 words are needed today, so the nanowrimo site. We can easily

do that in one sitting here. Just blabber about inconsequential stuff here. Why people the world

over are typing up a fifty-thousand-word long manuscript that nobody will publish and nobody

will read. Why they even bother. A word marathon here, yup, it is just like running a marathon.

Which will start a day from now, at ten ten on Sunday, November the third of two thousand and

nineteen on Staten Island in New York City here. It is now ten and seven minutes, the start of the

NYC marathon will be at ten ten in the ay am. Twenty-four hours from now, though there will be

a glitch because of daylight savings time here. So either twenty four hours or twenty five or

twenty three. If there really is a time change or maybe it will be Monday morning or maybe it

will be next week here. Author here uses up a lot of words to say something so very simple, the

more words, the better here. Every word counts and this is standing at 1147 here, sorry, my bad,

at 5153 here. Five-one-five-three apparently here. 158 words needed today here.

So now we had a sandwich, a wrap with quinoa therein. What exactly is quinoa? On the telly, a

rerun of a detective story that she saw the day before. A woman has been poisoned and actually

we know who the perpetrator is here.

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5206 words here, ten and thirty-one here in the morning still, still Saturday by the way here.

Suspenseful music on the telly. Somebody was poisoned but who did it? The show is called

Harrison and Rex and it has a lot of funny music and it has a dog, who is either Harrison or Rex

here. A German Sheppard apparently here.

5267 words we have here.

44 words needed today. We can do that here, go go. And now the lab woman here. A woman

from Montreal. Seems that this is a Canadian show here.

And still we are typing ah typing here. The meeting, the write-in in the other city started at ten in

the morning. 5323 words here on day two of the nanowrimo challenge here.

Five-three-three-five- in words ah in words here. five three four one. One hundred percent of

total required wordcount for today here.

The wordcount is symbolized by a round thingie, funny here.

5364. 5366.

She is on the site that sells nanowrimo hats. The people behind it are three women in NYC. One

is a teacher in NYC for ten years. Another one is an accountant. They sell cute and whimsical

stuff, like little pocket libraries. You can order that. One of the owners is now at Parallel or

Paragraph until four in the afternoon. Paragraph is a writing space near Union square here. We

have never been, but we know where it is. The author obviously has been to Union Square just

not to that particular writing space here.

5463 words here and we write and write here.

So, the nanowrimo HQ is in Berkeley, next to Sweet Adeline Bakeshop. So, now you know here.

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5487 words here.

So maybe we could still pen some words here while we are basically so very sleepy here. Sleepy

words at night here. Day two of nanowrimo is coming to an end here. Tomorrow, the NYC

marathon. Somehow we are excited about that here, and it is a good thing because we have

gained five whole pounds in October and the fascination with fitness in itself makes us lose

weight here. And why the royal we? Who knows here? Novelwriting ah novelwriting here. I am

back in baby’s arms. George Clooney’s aunt is singing on the telly here. What was her name,

what, what here? On the telly, Two and a Half Men here. The tales of Alan and Charlie here.

5609 here.

It is nine and fourteen on a Sunday morning. November three. Th weather is fine, sunny, but

chilly. So in reality it is ten and fourteen but we could sleep in because there was a time change.

Somewhere, sometime in the middle of the night. We lost an hour we won an hour. In nyc they

are still competing for glory here. There must be a livestream somewhere. Author here was in the

gym already, he mallwalked and she weighed herself. And then there was the coffee shop in the

early morn- the one next to the gas station.

On the telly, Dana Bash and the Conway woman toucking it out over the quid pro quo question

here. Two blonde women, two white blonde women. The old galz club apparently here. Doing

the jobs of their bosses, being the soldiers for the good ol’ boys here.

5758, words, 5761 here. 1433 words needed today here.

She can check out where and when there are writers a meeting today in her hood here. Or she

could teeter down to the other country and meet up as a guest in Seattle here. They are nice, they

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have a duck as a mascot. A rubber duck duck here. The writers of Seattle, the writers of the

Pacific Northwest. Cute, huh here. 5830. Here.

In Seattle they are meeting up at eleven. In a place where there are pastries. Located directly on

the 62-bus line. It sounds very tempting. Very inviting. And it is merely one event of three. And

the duck now has a nanowrimo Viking hat. One of those babyblue ones. How cute is that.

One of the writers said that she might be sidelined by all of the socializing. Or by putting

together the event calendar.

And still another thing. On Friday, the 30th of November of two thousand and nineteen they will

have an afternoon tea in said place somewhere on the 62-bus line in Wallingford, or a

Wallingford city center, in the place with the savory cakes and pastry, that place in Washington

State that will have a write-in at eleven in the morning today on Sunday the third here. The

weather should be nice over there, sunny, mainly because it is sunny over here, north of the

border.

Author is now situated in the coffee house next to the gas station, once more, it is full of people

and musak is doing its thing and there are even singing voices here. She is having something

called pumpkin spice latte which is a tad heavy, it has cream and whole milk, full fat milk and

cinnamon and whipped cream and it is definitely doing her in, given that she had a caffeine jolt

already first thing in the morn. So how will this influence her writings, the extra caffeine in her

veins here? A woman at the other table in blonde explains loudly that she loves this place and

that she could not live anywhere else which is totally the opposite of author here, who dreams of

living in New York New York, mainly because that is what ol’ blue eyes was singing on and

Frankieboy cannot be wrong, God rest his soul here.

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New York that is what they sing about though there is this group out of Hamburg that does the

same about Hamburg, but let’s face it, Hamburg is just a smaller New York here.

A smaller one, a sleepier one but still the same. Cities are the same everywhere, they have that

certain je ne sais quoi, apparently ah apparently here.

Lots of kids here in this place and lots of ppl talking very loudly. Are they all drunk at ten oh two

in the morning here? The two soccer moms apparently are, they definitely have to talk extra loud

in order to hear each other. Maybe it is because they have kids at some practice and will have to

pick ‘em up, so they just have to compare notes, talk shop before being on again to pick

somebody up or drop somebody off or provide meals or chauffeuring to and fro here. It is an

always hectic life, no wonder that that Patty lady from Oregon preferred to be a senator instead

because that will give her a break from mom duties, she can just sleep while somebody talks

‘bout fiscal responsibility in senate, dozing off in lecture hall is always easy and what else is the

senate or the congress but a big big lecture hall, where everybody does not need to be on all the

time and can catch up happily on some z’s here.

6530 words, the latte must be cold by now. A chilled-up cream soup that might be the food for

today here.

Ten oh seven by the way here, November three of 2019 here.

The event calendar is really cute. And good. Not every region has it. The region of author does

not. Or maybe it does. Who really knows here? Author types all of the time and just follows the

stuff on the website. Virtually. She does not really go to the meetings. Though, last year she

checked out the wrap-up party and left. People greeted her because they obviously knew that she

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was a nanowrimo person because who else would venture down into a cellar restaurant to look at

a closed private event. A tourist? Nah, must be a writer from the nanowrimo bunch. One of the

222 000 aspiring writers on this globe here. The ones that want to be published but are not

making the cut here. Because it is tough to get a publishing contract here. Especially in the times

of social media, of influencers et. al. here.

The coffee latte thingie is now finished. It must contain some 300 calories at least, mainly

because of the sugar and the creaminess, the sugar and the fat. Drinking that many calories and it

is kind of acting up in her stomach because she is much more used to solid food than to have her

calories in fluid form here.

This place is weird for sitting and writing, there are way too many people in here who all are

meeting up in the coffee house on a Saturday morning. There are the people from the religious

place on the other side of the street. And let us face it, there is another religious place, a church

just at the top of this block on this side of the street. So, all of the multigenerational gang in their

Sunday best. These are the Chinese ones, a little later, the Greek ones will stream in here. And of

course, there are the two soccer moms here. Blondes, with hair to shoulder, not yet fifty here,

twenty years younger than author here is. Seems that most of the families have left by now and

they all took their kids with them here.

The chair in the coffee place is uncomfortable, maybe so that people do not sit here forever and

construct their literary master pieces, Tolstoy should write-up War and Peace in his own place

and not in a coffee house out of Seattle here. Then again the mascot of this place is something

out of Moby Dick, so it seems that Howard Stern or whatever his name is, he is definitely into

very very longwinded tomes here, just he does not want them to be created in his place here, in

his restaurant, his place of business here, apparently ah apparently here.

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And now let us talk once more in depth about the Office of Letters and Light in Berkeley,

California, the one that is next to that bakeshop, that basically has the same door or the same

facilities or something else that is shared, maybe it is the food place or something here.

It is kind of a weird place for a literary place, Berkeley, that is, most of American lit is made in

the east, on the east coast because there the weather sucks and people have nothing to do during

those long icy winters but sit cooped up next to a fire and tell each other stories that are made up.

They spin a yarn in order to feel warm and in order to stay out of trouble here, in order to not

shoot each other or drink themselves to death here. But California, come on, the weather is sunny

and nice, you can just live forever as a beach bum. Make a career out of having the wind play

with your hair in surf and sand here.

Well, maybe, that is more in southern California, San Diego, LA, besides, there are wildfires and

earthquakes to contend with over there here.

Publishing, huh, a dying profession or is it here?

Who are the ppl who read?

Harlequin novel consumers moreso than anyone else. Women who devour books that have men

on horses on their title pages or moreso men that look like Fabio before his nose got bitten or

maybe that was not what happened to him. Men half horse and half man, virility. The idea being

that American women are unfulfilled because their men are out and make money and are fat and

round and, might I say, blessed with baldness, shiny heads here.

She ponders, is this a novel or a social commentary that dabbles in stereotype after stereotype

here?

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Book, she should spellchck ah spellheck here

The blonde women now talk loudly about somebody named SHE, ah gossip gossip here. The bad

guy, it always is a SHE, we gang up on here. Maybe that is why Trump is vilified that much, he

looks like a woman, with that blond hairpiece on top of his head. No guy looks like that, a platin-

blonde gal of seventy here. Seventy-two maybe here, 73.

A guy in grey coms in, he is bald and hardly forty here. My case in point here. Trump as girl or

couf caricature of a girl, the quintessential dumb blonde here.

So the nanowrimo novel of November 2019 is part novel, part social commentary. In the end we

will come back to Gabriella with two Ls. Maybe we will revamp this and make the writer a

woman named Gabriella or Gabi for short here.

One of the blonde women now has her hair in a ponytail, the one who is facing with her back to

the author here, not the one who is facing author here and whose face can be seen and who wears

something black and something leopard around her neck here.

Moms in soccer shoes.

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2.

They left and hugged. For some reason one of them is wearing Ugg boots but maybe it is just an

Ugg-look-alike because these are not the people who would sport Ugg boots here. They left and

now others are frequenting this place. A divorced dad with his two kids. Today he has custody. A

very sleepy woman behind author, who is playing up the little old lady thing instead of becoming

skinny and fit in old age. She seems to move in a way that she wants to spill her hot beverage on

author here and then play it up, all “I am so sorry” whereas that is what she is up here to from the

get-go, undermining the author to achieve world fame here.

Ah people suck, that is why one should pen the amazing novel in a room of one’s own. But let us

face it, there are times when you do not have said room of one’s own and thus the coffee house

on a Sunday has to do here. It is now ten minutes after eleven and we are still typing this up and

typing this up here. Would be nice to now be in Seattle at the place next to the 62 bus line, the

place that for some reason is described to be exactly on the 62 bus line. How can a coffee house

be on a bus line, how is that even possible? But it sounds tempting, like the right mix of motion

and static, stagnation. It is standing still but it is on a bus line where rooms move, containers

move, vehicles move- where nothing stands still. So there is contemplation in the way of sitting

and having a beverage, tea, maybe, not necessarily coffee, and putting words on paper, to paper

and then there is leaving, not sitting still, catching the bus here. And it is the bus, the place where

ordinary people sit in, it is not a place where limousines are dropping off multimillionaires, Bill

Gates will not come in here neither will the guy that is the ceo of Boeing or the founder of

Starbucks. They sit in their Bellevue mansions and the Rolls Royce is parked outside. Ordinary

citizens come in here, the ones that will in the future become the Mark Zuckerbergs of this world

here.

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Author ponders if she illustrated her thoughts in the right way or not. The idea is that writers are

taking a stab at immortality by penning books. They want to distinguish themselves from the

pack. Not with money but with wisdom. But wisdom in form of books will eventually result in

money what with movie deals and the obligatory move to the south of France once you are a

famous author, a famous actor, the like ah the like. Celebrity, huh.

Now there are new ppl in here and they are definitely church people. They all look very churchy

and not in a good way but more in a KKK way here. They all would vote for Trump or for

Steven Harper in a Canadian context. They all feel that white people are better. It is weird how

that shows and they even have the obligatory curly-haired brown-eyed brown-haired person with

them here.

Ah writing ah writing here. Whatever you say you will perpetuate stereotypes here.

You basically hate everybody and put that on paper here, to paper here.

It is ah so very difficult to write in a politically correct way, a non-offensive matter here.

Somebody will always be offended, on the right and on the left equally alike here. Writing means

basically that you sharpen something, stress something, overemphasize something in order to

make a powerful sentence, in order to make powerful and slightly offensive judgements. Writing

is like that, it should be controversial in order to influence discussion. In order to foster

discussion here.

And it should all be cloaked in the form of a novel, fictional characters that are duking it out in a

fictional environment here. Author is sitting in the real world here but is she really? Does she not

see everything around her through her own biased glasses, her own biased lens? How does she

know that that man is divorced? How does she know that those people belong to the KKK?

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She just thinks that those people look like that, their mannerisms are a dead give-away, the

clothes that they are wearing, the way that they force their eyebrows to do that funny thing when

they are passing the coffee pot, the coffee glass to the other persons at the table here. The silent

interactions in people of a group. Their behavior in the pack here, who is the leader of the wolf

pack, who is a follower here.

It is eleven and twenty-eight here, next to noon on a sunny but chilly November morning here.

8197.

Now they discuss another SHE. The woman who talks about the SHE who is not here has an

accent and it sounds as if she too has nothing good to say about the SHE who is absent here.

Seems that this is the table where people always talk badly about a SHE, the villain is always a

SHE. What does that say about the society we live in here in November of 2019 on the northwest

coast of the American continent. Shes are bad and hes are good, apparently that seems to be the

consensus here, this is what we glean from overhearing all of these conversations in a random

coffee house while the music which is more like musak is playing on the overhead here.

My mother-in-law, in-law, that is what the woman in the thick accent is saying now, the one who

complained about the SHE who is not here apparently ah apparently here. So now these are not

the KKK people anymore, it are four women here. The man was KKK but he left to vote

conservative. Now the four women are here and they all will vote conservative too. But they are

a diverse group both age-wise and racially. Thy all hate SHE. The KKK man is back, apparently

he is not afraid to be overpowered by four women. Well, actually they all leave, they take their

coffee cups, yup, they were all from the church on the other side of the street here.

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The woman who talked about SHE gives author a Jehovah’s witness card. So she markets her

underrepresented religious group, that is often accused of being a cult to total strangers here.

Always marketing aggressively here. They tend to do that, the Jehovah’s witness bunch here.

They come to your door and solicit, they talk to you in Switzerland next to the train station, on

the train here. They hardly ever take no for an answer. They do not have a big following though,

I tell yer. They are up against much more powerful competitions though.

The woman was ah so very positive about author here typing-up stuff on the computer,

apparently, that is a good thing. Typing-up stuff in a coffee house here, feverishly.

It means basically that you have a lot to say. The religious missionary-woman, called it working

on the computer. Apparently, religious people have deep respect for the written word, whatever

the written word might be here. As long as it is written down. Let us face it, it could be Tropic of

Cancer or Tropic of Capricorn or Kin Ping Me or Lady Chatterley’s Love, in short, any

pornographic tome here.

Or it could be a manual for the Ikea catalogue.

Or something somehwere in the middle between porn and Ikea here.

Hisch (This) seems where most literature philanders around anyways here. Author ponders, she

misused the word philander here or maybe not, English is not her first language but then again

whose first language is it anyways? Maybe Irish people are the best at writing., stuff outta Dublin

makes it, definitely. Then again, James Joyce was living in Zurich when he published Ulysses

here.

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Being remembered long after you are gone, that is what writers want. Immortality. The

document that shows “I have been here on this planet; I roamed this world and this is my

memorial. There is no statue of me in the middle of the town square, but my book is in every

library on this planet, in every university or at least on the fifth floor in the New York Public

library or in the library of NYU. Where exactly was it that Ross made out with the paleontology

student who checked out his PhD thesis? Obviously, anybody who is anybody, is an avid

watcher of Friends rerun episodes. The one where Rachel does this and the one where Monica

does that, Chandler Phoebe the gang, Joey.

But we fdigress here.

Blump, blump, blimp on the overhead here, the barista is mixing ice-cubes together, shaking

stuff, hey, this is not a wine bar or a cocktail bar here.

A bus goes by and it says NOW on it. Seems that this is not the place in Seattle or outside of

Seattle that is on the 62-bus line, but it still is on a bus line here. More next to a gas station

though, apparently ah apparently here.

8933, her neck hurts, is hurting here. 11:53 AM on 11/3/2019 here.

It is now 12:23 PM, after spellcheck. She has to check when she started this up.

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3.

Two and a half hours. Maybe even three. Three hours of writing up a shitty novel that nobody

will read and/or nobody will publish here. Next to 9000 words. Nine more words and this will

stand at nine thousand. 9001 on 11/3/19 @ 12:29 in the PM. What will we do with this? Send it

out? Print it out and send it out? Self-publish it? Market it aggressively? At the Frankfurt Book

Fair? Start our own publishing conglomerate here? There are ways to distribute the random

words we write here. But are they ever good enough? There are always better words. More

concise ones. And what exactly is the family of her book? Is it a novel? Is it fiction or is it non-

fiction? Or a literary mix, whatever that might be here. Categorization is everything. Well, we

can maybe define this by saying what it is not. It is not a middle-grade YA novel, whatever that

might be here? Not a love novel. Not an erotic novel. Not a manual for assembling a sofa with a

Swedishish name here. Swedish sounding.

Nanowrimo tells us that if we think that it is a novel, then it is a novel here. The thing is that we

as the author (yeah, yeah, I know, the royal we), we as the author seem to think that this is a

novel. Mainly because it is written in the timeframe that is allotted to nanowrimo. November

which is also the month when people grow moustaches to help raise funds for prostate cancer

research or something like that here. It is the month of moustaches. But more than that, it is

nanowrimo. National novel writing month though since its inception in 1999, twenty years ago,

it has definately morphed into international novel writing month, mainly because of its website

and all of those computer scientists who live next to Silicon Valley. Or in Silicon Valley

wherever that is here. So, basically this is a thing out of northern California, am I right here?

Thus we have to reinstate everything that is written in a coffee shop in November while a

trumpet is playing on the overhead, everything like this constitutes a novel just by definition

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here. The woman who sings in a very undefinable voice about setting you free, she is of the same

opinion and the song is part jazz part big band music and very clearly the kind of artsy song that

defines Sinatra or anything where Zelda Fitzgerald lived. Flapperdom maybe. It is the time of

people like Faulkner, something in between world wars or shortly after World War Two. When

the cultural things that are read in university have been created here. When women were the

forerunners of Indira Gandhi and Golda Meir and Bandaraneike, a long time before Gloria

Steinem had to retreat from her statements somehow here. When sister suffragettes were a sure

thing, when women were fighting for the right to vote. The times that awarded Swiss women the

right to vote later than any other females on the planet, at least in some cantons in Heidi-land

here, somewhere behind on a mountain here.

Anyways, the music is the kind of music where women sing about stuff in a Bette Davis voice,

where female writers are matter-of fact and where there is as much diversity in female voices as

there is in male voices. Gloria Steinem said that too here. At a time when women were first and

foremost people, human beings. These are other times, the post-“me-too”-era, where the more

things change, the more they stay the same here.

Her novel sucks but, let us face it, any novel sucks here. Who in her right mind would even write

a novel? You have to have extra time and a functioning typewriter here.

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4.

12:50 PM. 9597 words here. She is wearing this funny hat here, the asymmetrical one that is very

warm here but that was in the washing machine and thus lost its symmetrical form here. A

woman is talking very fast in Cantonese or Mandarin or Korean, though it sounds more like

Japanese. Everybody is listening to her, it is a matriarchy. Though she is hardly thirty here.

Maybe the trick is to be the oldest in a group. She has two kids dressed in very light pink too.

She talks very fast. Many many words in a short amount of time. Her voice is not loud, actually,

a very quiet voice. But, boy, does she talk fast. Actually, she is Caucasian. So this must be a

different language here. Though now she talks English with an accent here. Maybe author here

mixed up the orators here. What is clear is that the people who talk forever in a coffee house are

all women. And now somebody is singing in a Bing Cosby voice, not necessarily Dean Martin or

Frank Sinatra, no, it is definitely with a Bing Cosby twang here. Seems, that is the feel of this

coffee house, the music that makes people frequent this particular place here and sip their lattes

here and munch their croissants here. Some American French place where people go out from

Nantucket to harpoon whales. Thus the Moby Dick theme here. The mermaid or the Neptune

Poseidon god icon here. Fish, a crown. Greenness. Boy is she pooped here.

150 words and then this will stand at 10000 here, a fifth of the required wordcount here. At this

speed you will finish on November ten here. Or maybe November fifteen here.

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5.

So now we stand at chapter five here. Three days of writing. A Friday, a Saturday, a Sunday. The

story of Gabi. Though she has been hardly mentioned as of yet here. The protagonist as

afterthought. Because that is what a novel is, at least in the traditional sense.

And do you know what just happened here. A lady gave her the chair back and smiled and said

thank you. Honest to god, author here never noticed that anybody took the chair. The woman

was very nice, hair in ponytail, brunette, 35 to 40, though more younger, next to thirty, maybe

even younger. She looked like somebody who would read books. She was at the table where

people where talking seriously about stuff.

But back to what we were saying here. Chapter five of a novel that might or might not be here.

That is more a novel because we are sitting here in a coffee house and typing up stuff. The book

is not really a book because of what it says but is merely a book because a woman is sitting in

here and typing-up stuff. So it comes into existence not because it is a good story but because a

woman is sitting and typing. A woman who is wearing glasses and pajama bottoms. Who

somehow looks like a writer mainly because she is sitting at a typewriter. This could have never

happened in the times when typewriters were clunky and mechanical, this can only happen in the

times of laptops when people take their laptops and type-up stuff in coffee house. When Word

exists, Microsoft Word. When the battery of a laptop can be easily be charged in an outlet and

not wither away within four hours here. It is now half past one and we came here at half past

nine or something like that here. Four hours, give or take some. Math is not her strong side and

that is why she vies for words here. They are easier to manage, apparently here.

10225 words @ 1:35 PM on November third in 2019.

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Five chapters. Now there is a woman in a black hat and a man in a grey-silvery duffle coat. They

are both ah so very young, hardly out of their teens. Students, polite ones. They have an apple

computer that is black and thus very elegant. The apple sign shines a neon light, so the situation

is a tad cinematic if that makes sense here. The whole tableau, the whole setting, the whole mis-

en-scene is grey and white or more black and white here. They both speak in a language that

author here does not understand, something Chinese, Korean, Japanese, here, not necessarily

Vietnamese or Laosian here. How do you call the language that is spoken in Pnom Penh? Commented [B1]:

(Laotian).

So this is why a coffee place is so fascinating. All of these different tableaus. Groups of people

around a table. Their interactions. Each table a different world. For a writer this is fascinating.

Though confusing too, too much of distractions here.

You kind of tend to run away from describing the Gabi protagonist. You are losing her. We are

losing her. But maybe that is the whole idea.

The person at the table next to her is listening to something on a phone. Somehow this is

annoying and interferes with the other noises in the coffee place here. Most noises are either

people speaking or the noise of making the drinks or the music on the overhead that kind of

equalizes all of the noise pollution in here.

The man at the other table is having a cold Frappuccino drink. In this weather. Ice frap in

November. Outside it is nine degrees Celsius. An ice frap is basically a milkshake. Summer fare

here. The other people are having a sandwich. The sandwiches here are mainly hot ones here.

Author here is ah so very full still because she definitely had all of her 1500 calories for the day

already. Thus we are satiated here. And the car is parked in a place where hopefully nobody will

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tow it away or break into it. On a side street near a high school here. And luckily nobody in this

joint asked her to leave as of yet here because this is a place where people come to work on their

schoolwork slash homework. Or where they write the great American novel in one big whoosh.

Or a dissertation in one big whoosh here. This is the place to cram, apparently ah apparently

here. And it is November, all the essays are due come December. Actually, the essays are written

now, the finals are taken in December here. And maybe she too looks like a middle-aged student

who took a class at the local community college and is now typing it all up last minute here.

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6.

Gabi. The I at the end is weird. In an Anglo-Saxon context. In a novel that is written in English,

the name Gabriella would be abbreviated into Gaby. Or not. If Gabi lives in New York City,

chances are that she moved to NYC from Berlin or something. In order to conquer the world. In

order to be a runner in the NYC marathon. She might be a spokesperson for a shoe company. A

running shoe company. A sneaker company. For ON?

The weird thing is that in this coffee place we cannot google stuff. We can just use Microsoft

Word. So the laptop is basically a typewriter and there is no way that we can do research here.

And thus no way that we can flesh out the Gabi character here. Thus she will stay flat, an

afterthought. A protagonist that is not and will never be.

Seems, that the main character of her novel is basically the room where she writes in. An

inanimate object personified. Weird, huh. Then again, it is rooms and buildings that make us

think. Wide open spaces too. A cathedral. The cathedral-like atmosphere of the mall at seven in

the morning. With oversized pictures of women on the wall, oversized face. A Tiffany ad. A

woman in a red jacket. To a lesser extent, men. Though there was an oversized portrait of Steve

McQueen in the mall, for a long long time here. And the watch ad. The one that says “not like

many”. It is an ad for Chopard. A watchmaker out of Geneva, but a lesser known one here.

Gabi, huh. Definitely a fictional character. Though author here knows women by that name.

Younger ones and older ones. But they have nothing to do with the Gabi in the novel that she is

penning in November of 2019 here.

11007 words. 2:17. 11/3/19.

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7.

So is the NYC marathon still on or is it finished? It is three and seventeen here on the west coast,

so it follows that it is seventeen minutes after six in the night on the east coast here. The live

stream is still on, though apparently it is a repeat on you tube at mile 21 or 22 or 23 so kind of

when the runners come from the Bronx and enter Manhattan here. Apparently, they enter Fifth

Avenue to run up to Harlem and then go into Central Park. At least that is what we can glean

from the map that shows the marathon route though it is not clear why thy enter at Fifth Avenue

and not at first Avenue here. But anyhow, apparently, they enter Manhattan in midtown and not

in downtown here. It seems that the routes are different every year, the route changes over the

years here. And what was pretty apparent was that there is no blue line on the asphalt because

that would be ah so very expensive to mark the asphalt with a blue line just for a one day event

here and then take it away again and apparently one cannot even take it out in a good way

without making the asphalt more porous than before here. It does not wash out, one has to

scratch it off with glass particles or something here, at least, that is what we read online here.

And now it is CNN, first it is about Andrew Yang and his wife, they talked to the CNN reporter

and this was on in the morning too and it is a rerun here. Though technically we did not see it in

the morning and we do not see it now here, did not see it here.

Author ponders, maybe she can write different fifty thousand versions of the nanowrimo novel

here and then choose the best one in order to have it published. Like trying to do the same thing

over and over until it finally improves like magic. The outlier principle, try, try, try again and

again. I think I can I think I can. That kind of idea here.

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It is chilly and cold outside, a walk would be fine and great and dandy but let s face it, it is way

too cold here. More fun to sit inside and type up the most amazing novel that ever was and is

here. And the website says that if you define it as a novel, then it follows that it is a novel. A real

red-blooded novel in the flesh here. One that it would and should be a delight to read up on here.

And now, maybe, we should just watch the marathon. Even if it is a rerun. It is still superexciting

here, the runners coming in here.

The man in the toque talking into the camera here.

11500 words here, 3:39 PM, 11/3/19.

How come they all celebrate the fastest runners. They should celebrate the last runner who

crosses the finish line which is apparently the one who crosses the line at 7:30 PM. That seems to

be the cut-off point in New York City. The marathon starts at ten in the morning and finishes at

7:30 in the evening.

Here on the west coast it is 5:57 PM. The nanowrimo site seems to have glitches which might as

well. Author here looks at pics from the marathon in New York City. Instagram feeds. Exciting

huh. Her preoccupation with marathons results in getting thin. At least that happened before and

maybe she will do it again so that she will lose the five pounds that she put on in October. All of

the Halloween candies did her in, apparently ah apparently here.

11644 words here.

I can talk while I walk. It should be: I can talk while I write but the phrase I can talk while I walk

sounds nicer. It rhymes at the end of the sentence.

On the telly, stuff about Trump and the Ukraine. Ah the usual here.

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Trump at a game in Madison Gardens. A woman talking to another woman about the way that

the elections in the United States go. The journalist says that I come from a country where the

elections are a six-week process which is very different from the US where the elections are a

two year long process here. True, huh.

Still writing and still typing here. Six oh seven. In other words, seven minutes after six in the

evening here.

Six ten.

11777 in words here.

On the telly, Suzanne Rice. And on the nanowrimo site it said that there will be a write-in in her

old neighborhood. Where she lived a long long time ago. 32 years ago. No, that cannot be true.

But it seems it is. We now have 2019, are in 2019. And she lived in that place in 1987. Do the

math. Where have the years gone? She remembers that place as if it was yesterday.

Writing ah writing.

Somebody asked her about her novel. What is it about? About a woman named Gabriella. The

obvious answer. Then again, it is more about the process of writing the novel about Gabriella.

The process of writing in itself. The places that we go to in order to pen the novel here. The

selfdoubt. Which is actually mirrored by a lot of the participants in nanowrimo. According to the

site. 222 000 writers the world over are participating in this shin-ding. In different languages,

apparently. It seemed to be limited to five different languages, but, maybe, that too has changed

here. Just like the design of the website has changed this year here. And the HQ of ninewrimo.

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Though it might have been changed last year (the HQ). Who knows, we are not really keeping

tabs on all of this here. The website change is obvious to each and every person who uses the

website and has used it before. But enough about all of this here.

12025. In words. Yay, ah yay here.

12031, @ 7:55 PM. Still on 11/3/19.

On the telly, MASH.

And now, COLUMBO. The show, we are expecting to watch all week. It is definitely the

culmination of watching TV. The reason we have a TV here. Not necessarily the culmination of

the week. That is too high a grade for a simple TV show. But somehow, watching COLUMBO

on Sunday evening seems to keep everything in order even though it is just a simple routine.

Maybe this is so because she grew up in a household where watching the eight o’clock news was

part of everyday’s routine. This was at a time when there was only one station. Different time

from todayns multichannel life here. Gazillions of channels. TV all day, every day. All day and

all night. Omnipresemt TV. Though, let us face it, millennials do not even own TV-sets here.

The only thing constant is constant change here.

Her novel is filled to the brim with platitudes here. That is how it is, how it is here.

12202 in words here.

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It is the episode with the painter who kills his wife or his ex-wife or his mistress. He kills one

woman, though we forgot here what she was to him. What exactly her status is. And obviously,

Columbo finds the murderer who is the painter. She was his first wife, I am his present wife.

Mystery solved. So now we know who the victim was.

12273 words here, 8:47 in the PM on Sunday, November third here.

It is seven oh three. Morning of November four. In reality, it is eight oh three. But the time has

changed. Was put back. Turned back. Because in summer, over all of summer, it is daylight

savings time. Apparently, they wanted to change it, but they did not. They. Whoever “they” are

here.

We could go to the gym and sit on the stationary bike and put feet to pedal for exactly thirty

minutes. In order to lose weight. The one, no, wait, five pounds that we gained in October here.

But then the writing of the novel would be compromised. Gotta put in all of those words here.

There is a write-in at ten in the morning in an affluent ‘burb of Seattle. Where writers meet after

they dropped off their kids at school. The recreational writers who do this as a diversion from

watching soaps and eating bonbons. Or whatever the stereotype dictates here. She ponders,

should she reinforce stereotypes or battle ‘em. And does she even care? Is hers not the

construction of a novel? Anynovel here. A fifty thousand word long written piece. She is like the

man in the blue overall with orange stripes, the one in the coffee house who had ordered four

coffee drinks for his fellow team members. The construction of a building made out of words.

Roadwork on words, with words. The construction is all that counts here. Tales about one lowly

Gabriella. Who knows what her ethnicity is, her ideological persuasion? To which god or gods

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she prays or if she even believes in an afterlife. All we know is that her name is Gabi. Does she

wear D-cups? Though that is way too personal here. Is she regular? Her gastrointestinal state

here.

Somehow writing a novel about a certain female seems way too boring here. Too flat. Too trivial

here.

The construct of the wordpiece is way more interesting. The typing in itself here. How many

units. How many chapters. Is a unit the same as a chapter? You, dear reader, be the judge here.

26, sorry, 12631 here, in words ah in words here.

The people’s court. On the telly. So this is what we are watching while having the quinoa wrap.

Seven forty-one in the morning, banana loaf and quinoa wrap and tv and writing a novel. This is

how November four will go down here. A very regulated planned out existence which will result

in the amassment of a certain wordcount. The novel about Gabriella though technically we will

never get there. The novel will always stay in the planning stage. Like a building that is never

built and only exists on paper. A blueprint and maybe not even that. Because a novel has a story.

People fighting against each other, one person winning one person losing. Sorry, we are

watching too much peoples court here. Always A against B, like a football match here.

12770, nice here. 7:45, seven forty-five here in the morning. November four. Yay ah yay. Let us

update the wordcount on the nanowrimo site here.

12795. Each and every word here counts apparently ah apparently here.

There is a coffee house in Seattle. On the outskirts of Seattle. Apparently people will meet up at

thirty minutes after nine in order to pen their amazing works here. And by knowing about this,

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we here can type. It is called virtual community and thus the lowly writer here can do it while

watching court tv and people talking and the judge in the red hair here. Watching NYC marathon

runners, that helps too, it is all about moving from station A to station B. the motion, the moving

forward. The amassing of words, steps, the like here. The different coffee houses that we will

never ever frequent because there is no time.

Author ponders, what exactly does she want to say here? Does she want to celebrate the daily

grind, daily life? And is typing up a book even a daily grind? Or is it just a process that is

fulfilling in itself. Just like running here.

Why do we run, why do we watch artwork on walls? Art for art sakes. That kind of idea. And

where does a fictional character named Gabriella fit in here? Is this all nonsensical here? Well,

anyways, anyhoo, may this be as it may, on the telly, Judge Judy, and this stands at 13020 here.

587 words needed today. According to the nanowrimosite here. It is three minutes after eight in

the morning here.

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Maybe joining a forum of New York City writers is the best way to go. After all, all the

publishing firms, they are situated in New York City. It is the center of publishing in north

America. Everything happens here. Deals are made in this city, all within walking distance here.

Nanowrimo is all about the writers themselves. What kind of persons are those writers?

How good are they at typing? At making up stories. At describing stuff. How good are they with

orthography, grammar, spelling? Spelling and orthography are the same, isn’t that how it is here?

Punctuation, that has to do with commas and semicolons? Yes, this is how it is here. Do people

have to be English majors in order to write digestible stuff? Or is it a free for all.

So, New York, huh. You write in a cafe while your laundry is spinning in the laundromat on

Eighth. The one on the other side of Gristede’s. On the other side of T-Mobile. Author here

stayed in New York City, on and off. It was always interesting, though her mainstay was in the

laundromat., said laundromat. She did not have much clothes, it was late August and hot, you

had to basically live at the laundromat in order to not die from your own stink.

Travelling is all about logistics. How do you have all your stuff in one little bag here.

And now, Judge Judy once more, judgment for the plaintiff, that is what Judy is saying here.

How old is she, by the way here?

Eight and twenty-nine here. Now there is this show that is funny and is called, aptly, “funny you

should ask”. And after that, it is time for King of Queens which is always extremely funny here.

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Welcome to my world here, the life of a couchpotato here. The tales and stories of the woman on

the couch here. All that is needed, are soaps and bonbons here. And a typewriter to document

this here.

Why do they document animals in the wild? One might as well document people typing away at

their laptop in order to fulfill a certain wordcount requirement. Why exactly would 222000

persons put themselves through this the world over, each and every November here?

185 words needed today. While Judge Judy is talking, saying “just a second”.

She calls the defendant a moron. Doesn’t mince words here.

Yes, ma’am.

JUDGE JUDY. What to make of it? It is eight and forty-one. Now a Tom Steyer ad. He too

wants to throw his hat in the ring. Running for the presidency here. Isn’t this quite an uphill

battle here?

Still typing this up ah typing this up here.

Gabriella should go out and find her own story and write about it, tell it. Somehow there is a rift

between writer and protagonist here. It has all be done before, characters in a play looking,

searching for an author. This is the fabric that artsy plays are made out of it. Stuff for discussion

in a classroom. The experimentation with literary forms, be they novels or plays for the stage

here. Poems, maybe.

Who are the people who read novels? Who is the target audience? How lucrative is it to be a

writer? Can you pay your mortgage with what you earn as a writer? Pay back your student loan.

Or do you have to be independently wealthy here. What kind of governments want writers and

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literature? Which ones try to suppress free writings here. Do we really need superfluous words

here? Questions ah questions here, food for thought here. And the people will meet up in a

suberb of seattle in that glutenfree goods bakery which is part of a local chain here.

Author is sitting in here and typing away here. Maybe later we will go down to the café next to

the gas station and document who comes in and who goes out on a Monday, on a workday here.

The day before, it was a Sunday, but today it is different. The only people in the café are

housewives, retirees, school kids and baristas here. Author will wear her PJs again and her

woolhat here. In the morning there was a man who too did not seem to have had a shower since

yesterday, he once again was in there with his computer here. The people in the coffee shop near

the gas station are always the same here.

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Slice of life writing. Maybe that is what we could call this here. Taking the bus and watching

people interact. Sitting in a coffee shop and watching persons behave in certain ways. The

documentation of total strangers. Animals in their natural habitat. Human animals. Well, maybe

referring to other persons as animals will not cut it. It is rude, offensive here.

The Gabriella person, ah forget about that. This is more about the process of writing a certain

amount of words,. The fight against the website. The number of words. Which, by the way

stands at 13886 here. Nice, huh. On the telly, King of Queens. A rerun, obviously, this particular

episode was filmed in 2006. Or came out in 2006. Here. The one with Kirstie Alley here.

And still another newer King of Queens episode here. Funny stuff here, always funny here.

13933.

Four days into this writing extravaganza and we are half there. Or what seems as half here.

13951 at nine and thirty-two in the morning of November four. A mulmy day, not rainy as of yet

but definitely obnoxious here. Very Novmbery here.

Friends now. Ross and the student that he teaches and that professor Geller is friends with. Very

friendly friends here.

Author ponders what the people who ran the marathon do today. How can they possibly move?

Maybe we should a write a book about that here.

But back to Friends and laugh tracks here.

The novel is standing at 14036 here.

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Roaming around the nanowrimo site. People in Norway who happen to write in Norwegian. On

the site. And then Austria. Which is funny because it is more about the different parts of Austria

and since when they are part of nanowrimo. Since the middle ages or since 1920. Basically, they

want to mirror when certain parts of Austria became, well, part of Austria. Funny, huh here.

They too write in German, which is easy for us here, because we speak the language. Which

cannot be said for Norwegian here.

14127 here. 12:22 PM. 11/4/19.

Hat to write about, what, what here.

The part with Gabriella did not go anywhere, so now this is just a book that discusses different

aspects of penning a novel in as short a timeframe as possible here. 14170 words so we are near

to a third. Well, give or take some here. The sun is shining. We could go downtown and

peoplewatch. The amassment of people. But it is bitter cold, four degrees Celsius. So maybe we

should just stay put and type away. Feverishly here.

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So twelve chapters already. Seems, that these are ah so very short chapters here. Just saying here.

We had rice and a sandwich and a piece of banana bread. Nuts, raisins and cheese. Easily 1500

calories here.

“Professor Geller”- Obviously that is Phoebe. And Joey says something like “Ah, to be fourteen

again”. Because that is when he used to sell T-shirts to people on spring break. Something like

tht, something of that kind here.

Now Phoebe and Joey. Reading lines. Acting. Well, practicing acting here.

14307. Words ah words here.

In Harlem they write from six to eight in the afternoon. There is a beautiful view. There is a

snack machine. But you cannot have the snacks near the computers. Author here ponders, is it a

library or a school? College? All we know, is, that it is in Harlem and that it starts at six. Given

that it is now 12:36 here on the west coast and thus 3:36 in New York City, the write-in will start

two and a half hours from now here. People typing away in the big apple.

And now Friends on the telly. The second episode per day here. Friends galore here.

Inconsequential observations.

You you threw my sandwich away. That is Ross yelling.

14433. @ 12:40 in the afternoon. On day four here. Now Chandler and the duck and the goose.

14450.

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What to write about, ah, what to write about here? Now let us discuss why we do not have a plot

or a story here. And use up as many words as we possibly can here. On the telly, Chandler.

Talking on the phone. He writes something on the door. About an audition date for Joey here. I

do not know what to say. Congratulations.

You know that episode. Basically, all of the episodes are the same here. Something about

Rachel, Ross and the gang here.

14537. Yay ah yay here. 14542. And now 2 Broke Girls. Han. It is three minutes after one.

14555.

Earl, that is the name of the cashier in 2 Broke Girls. Earl.

And now the candy guy. Andy. So this is one of the early episodes here. An episode about

people in Williamsburg in Brooklyn. Filmed in LA. Author here ponders what she can make out

of that. A plot about actors? Should you not be an actor to describe the lives of actors? Given,

that we once were part of a play in community theater, we have actually real-life experience as

an actress here. But not enough to write a book. A believable yarn here. But we are part of

nanowrimo, so there is something we can believably describe and document here. It is all about

the quantity of words that we are able to produce in November here.

14688. Words, huh here. 14690. 14691.

So the writing is just not going so very good here. On the telly, laughtracks. It is the second time

that this episode is on today. Where Max and the blonde one are in the middle of nowhere.

Because they were flying from NYC to LA. So it is not quite clear why they are in a field. Did

they crash-land here?

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And now the opening credits. Or maybe the theme music just randomly in there. An ad for

something to help you quit cigarettes here.

14779 in words here. This is definitely not going very well. The coffee house is much more

conducive to penning a novel. But one cannot really sit in PJs in the coffee place here. And with

a woolhat. You can do that once, but not on a daily basis. Gotta just sit inside in a room of one’s

own here. Look at what is going on on Instagram. People running marathons. Funny signs. Like

“I thought you said rum”. Funny huh here.

14860.

140 words and then we will hit 15000 here. That is practically one third of the novel. Well, not

quite but still. A little bit less than a third here. On day four. Pretty impressive. What is a third of

50 000. Maybe 17000 words here. A little bit less than that apparently here. 14915 here.

It is ten degrees Celsius outside. Time to bundle up at home here. The mall would be nice, but it

is now rush hour on the streets and getting there is a drag. Thus, sitting and writing the most

amazing anti-novel here. 14960. Forty words, talk about anything that you feel like here. Author

here is waiting for the tea, yup, it is time to have tea here. Tea is what a writer drinks, that and

hard liquor. Bourbon, gin. Nah, we stick to tea here. 15003, yay ah yay here.

A dental appointment two days from now. Is this something we can write about here? In depth.

By using as many words as possible here? Are there books about that? Maybe there will be one

now. This one. The nanowrimo novel about dentists. Dentist appointments here.

The woman left a message in the morning and asked to be called so that there will be a

confirmation. And the weird thing is that when we called, we caught the machine. Funny huh.

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Yup, so this is all we can say about that here. 100 words about something as trivial as a dentist

appointment here.

Now on the telly, Big Bang Theory. 4:30 in the afternoon. 4:31.

What to write about, ah, what to write about here?

Bookstores. This is kind of inspired by going on the Instagram feed of nanowrimo and coming

upon this pic of a bookstore, books on a shelf and the caption fiction above the books. So

basically this is the fiction book section of a bookstore and when we search more, it becomes

clear that this is a bookstore called Otto’s Book Store and then it becomes clear that this is the

oldest independently owned bookstore in the United States and it is in a place called

Williamsport in Pennsylvania. At least that is the story on its website and the bookstore exists

since 1846, so it is really old. Obviously, everything can be declared as the oldest, but this seems

to be the spiel of this place here. And then there is a woman in the door of the store with tons of

books in her hands. And she is standing on a colorful rug in the entrance door of the store here.

There is still another image of a woman with her two daughters. She actually is sitting outside of

the bookstore here, which seems to be situated in some kind of seaport place here. Is

Pennsylvania near the sea or not here? 15335 words here, four and forty-one in the afternoon on

November fourth here. There is a write-in in her region, but it is many cities removed from here

in the public library of a suburban town here. If she takes the train and the bus now, she will be

there at six. But it is definitely a long trek and nobody in her right mind would do that. Thus we

are just sitting here and typing up words. It seems that this is how the nanowrimo will happen,

cooped up inside and typing ah typing here. One writer complained about sitting scrouched all

the time while typing and that this is not good for her back and her neck,. She was thinking to get

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one of those desks where you stand. Author here remembers that there was this writer Tom

Wolfe who would tower over a small fridge on which he put paper and then he wrote. Maybe

this was part of the movie Genius, where Max Perkins and Tom Wolfe were played by actors and

apparently it was a great movie but author here did not see it apparently ah apparently here.

55m, sorry, 15530 here.

So according to the nanowrimo site the Londoners who are participating in nanowrimo had a

kick-off party on October 26 in a place called Mad Hatter Hotel and you can get there with the

Jubilee Line. How nice that they partied on a Saturday because then they can sleep out the next

day and do not have to be at work first thing in the morning of the next day. The kick-off party

here was on a Sunday at lunch which is not much of a party and pretty tame here.

Maybe this is what this book should be about, how do different writers do their thing the world

over here. Which is basically what we are doing here because it is fun and makes you feel as if

you are part of all of the writer groups the world over. The existences of writers and what makes

them tick and makes them pen fifty thousand words here. Though it should be more about a

story, but we do not have such a story, so, different writing groups are the story apparently here.

It is a documentary about the nanowrimo phenomenon here. Something like that, something of

that kind here. Big Bang has come to an end and now it will be the news out of Boston or out of

Chicago here. 15754 in words here, at 4:57 in the afternoon on the west coast of north America

here. And let us spellcheck ah spellcheck here.

Find a region for more support. So the nanowrimo site. And at this rate we will apparently finish

this on November 13 here. That cannot be true, we will finish on November seven or something

like that here. And now the news. An airplane crash and a murderer is searched for and then

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there is Trump and Giuliano and the Ukraine here. A man is reading all of this here and now,

Eric Fisher and he says that it is dark outside and that maybe, snow will come, some early snow

here in New England here. Eric Fisher, we remember him running the Boston marathon. And

yesterday the person who is always on Pix Eleven News had run the New York marathon and

they talked to him after the run here and he had one of those thermal blankets on his head, the

ones that are given out to the finishers in the NYC marathon here.

15932 words here and we are now next to 16000 which is a good number for day four because it

means that we have written some four thousand words per day here which is a pretty good speed

here apparently ah apparently here. Twenty-five more words and we will be there. Seventeen,

write ‘bout anything that comes to mind here. Eight more words and then we are there, yay ah

yay here. 16004. In words ah in words here. At this rate you will be done on November 12. Nice

ah nice here.

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There are local elections in Massachusetts. According to the news out of Boston. 16043 words @

5:19 PM.

So if we pen some one thousand words here, then we will hit 17000 and three times 17000 is

51000 and if we write one third in four days then we will hit the whole 50000 on November 12

or something here. Which is actually not that good, last year we finished the whole thing on

November fifth which will not be how it will happen this year here, lagging behind our own

personal best here. It is a race, a race against one own n record here. Weird huh, is this how

writing should be here? Something new in Harvard Square according to the Boston news here.

16155 here.

16157.

A woman with a hair bump on her head. She is the Suffolk County District Attorney. She was

very serious. Where exactly is Suffolk County. Apparently somewhere in Massachusetts here.

Author here was scouring the nanowrimo videos and there are tons of ‘em here. Nice, huh.

Apparently, last year e wrote some 222000 words here. So we went way overboard, wrote the

whole month here. The name of the book apparently was ANA. Nice, huh, nice here. Something

to do on a coldd and chilly November evening. Making up a story here, or a no-story maybe

here.

7:25 PM. Wow, such a round number. Watching Law and Order, though now it is Don Lemon

on CNN. She was asked how Gabriella is doing, answer was of course that we let her go, she is

not the protagonist anymore. Which seems kind of weird, the novel does not have an anchor

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anymore, it is now just a loose array of vignettes here, anecdotes about nanowrimo in general

here. There is no story arc, except for November in general, the array of days, day one to day

thirty of this month here.

16349 words here. 1651 here, sorry, 16355 here.

Looking at pasta with truffels and sauce on Instagram. Nice. It is seven aand forty-four here, on

the telly, still Don Leman here. An ad for Applebee’s on the telly here. 16388. Twelve words and

we will have some 16400 words here. Two and we are there.

Seven fifty-five here.

16407 words here.

CNN Tonight. The name of the show. And now an ad for the movie about Mr. Rogers here.

Nice, huh. Seems, that Tom Hanks is the actor.

Time to go to sleep. Seems that writing makes you sleepy here. And she is feeling a cold come

on, on top of everything here. Hopefully, it is just a fluke and passes her by here. After all, she

has to type day-in and day-out all thru November here. Well, except for a trip down to California

in late November here. 16497 in words here.

And now it is Tuesday morning. November five. We might just as well reawaken the idea of a

story about a woman named Gabriella. A story, a novel in the traditional sense here.

Author here is slightly tired. The grueling task of mall walking does that to yer. So does the

stationary bike at the Y.

On the telly, the last flips of King of Queens. 16567 words here on November 5, 2019. 9:59 in

the AM.

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People are meeting up to work on their novels. Writing ah writing here. Exercise, sport, runs,

coffee and writing. The life of an author, even an unpublished one. A closet writer. Seems that

all of these nanopeople are like that here. On the telly, Mike and Molly.

16625 here in words ah in words here. It is way too chilly outside to go for a run. Besides, mall

walking did her in already. It is grueling, wouldn’t you know here. A donut, rice, quinoa wrap

and banana bread. We definitely had all the food that we should have in a day here. And still

gotta lose five pounds here, though it is not quite clear how this will happen with the amount of

food we take in here. Even if we round the mall ten times and push the pedal of a bike for thirty

minutes straight here. Maybe something more rigorous should happen here, jumping up and

down, that kind of stuff. Crossfit whatever that might be here. Running in the same space, jump

roping here. Something, anything here.

Pilates yoga though that is definitely not vigorous, more sleepy. We could just as well declare

typing as exercise here. Or watching TV on the couch here. Or checking one’s messages on the

phone here.

16794 here, words ah words here. Run this up to 17000 words here and then you have more than

a third of the required nano words here. 16820 here.

180 words and then this will stand at 17000 here.

Gabriella, well, that will not go anywhere here. We do not even know where she lives. Chelsea,

New York maybe. Brooklyn, maybe. Nah, let us go of the idea of a novel with a story arc. The

writers of nanowrimo are more fascinating here. People who make up stories. Who type or write

longhand in cafes. Coffee shops. Bars. Cars. Yup, you can o that too, write in your car. Or type

up stuff in the food court of the mall. You can write on your phone. There is an app for that here.

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16927 here, she might as well drive down to the other city to talk to other writers who participate

in nanowrimo here. Talk shop here. There are the ones who are truly intimidating, who have

plotted out every corner of their novels here. And then there are people like yours truly who just

write down, type in, whatever comes to mind here.

16988, not much left to make this an ah so veryr ound number here. And on the telly, laugh

tracks ah laugh tracks here. 17011 here, yay ah yay here.

On the telly, the scene in 2 Broke Girls with Ru Paul. And now, Max and the blonde girl,

Caroline Channing in the hotel where they are treated like trash here. And now Randy comes in

with another person. Th guy from the reverse mortgage commercial, according to Caroline. And

apparently Max does not ant to be seen here because it looks as if she is stalking him. Randy, not

the person from the reverse mortgage commercial. Story lines are really complicated, especially

the ones of sitcoms here. And now the concierge again here. Who I just full of snarkiness here.

Excuse me this is Texas. So the concierge. 17127 in words here. Random words mixed together

in no specific order here.

And now Han and Earl and Oleg and Baby Barbara and Sofie here. 17155 here. 634 words

needed today according to the website here. We can do that, you can do that here. Easy peasy.

While watching whatever flimmers over the screen here.

Later she should go out in order to get some inspiration for the moistest amazingishest novel

here. Though, apparently, 222000 persons the world over are doing exactly the same here.

Writing their master pieces here. All kinds of master pieces,. All kind of genres here. She

ponders, is her own novel here not basically another form of WAITING FOR GODOT. Seems

so, it always is here. A rehash of Samuel Beckett’s seminal play here.

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A WAITING FOR GODOT for the twenty-first century here.

17266 here. At this rate you will be done on November 14- according to the site here.

Phoebe on the telly about the 14 books that she has written and subsequently read. Friends, yes,

you guessed it here. 17304 words and it is four minutes after noon on Tuesday November five.

And now Ross’s girlfriend’s father. The one who played in Moonlighting or something like that

here. He was married to Demi Moore. And we do not remember his name, Bruce Willis maybe

here. And now Monica and Phoebe and Chandler talking Ross up here in the coffee house here.

And enter Rachel who says that she is all ready to talk Ross up, when will Liz’s father be here,

and he says that I am already here. So apparently that is funny here. Tom Steyer and an ad for

presidency here. The overuse of the word HE. 17414 in words here.

12:11 PM here. Once more, he.

12:12.

11/5/19.

Still less than 18000 words here which is fine, apparently ah apparently here. Very obvious filler

words here.

17444.

Laugh track galore. Friends, you know.

Marsha and Chester are mad at Phyllis. And now Joey teaching a guy how to talk to women. And

now Ross and Lizzie’s dad. 17475 in words here.

12:25. In the PM.

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A clip from blackish.

Not exactly a good novel here. The novelwriter should go out for a hike, run, walk, anything to

get away from her laptop, from the typewriter. She hates to face the reality that she sucks at

writing here. How tough can it be? People do it all the time, write books, that is here. Seems, that

there was more book writing going on when this all started. People did not own laptops. There

were no laptops at that time. At least not laptops that looked like today’s models here. And

people did not blog. Did they? In 1999. Before Y2K?

17588.

And still another scene from FRIENDS. It is another episode here. 7599, sorry, 17599 here. 186

words needed today here.

Time to have a tea. Do writers drink tea? Apparently they are famous for being all raging drunks.

Re drunks raging? Not necessarily. Lots of them cry. Anyhoo, this writer here will sip tea. And

watch Friends reruns. And then pen her masterpiece at 12:43 PM on November 5 in two

thousand and nineteen here on a rainy day in the pacific northwest. Or something like that here.

And she makes sure that she uses as many words as possible. George Orwell would not agree

here. Being wordy is just good for nanowrimo not necessarily for the business of publishing.

After all, books with lesser words need less ink and less paper. Trees will be saved. Or

something like that here. It is food for thought, n’est-ce pas?

On nanowrimo-the site, there is a category in the fora where people document their worst

sentences. The idea being that those writers should selfdoubt instead of being happy with

whatever it is that they have written here. Ah, nanowrimo here.

Apparently the founder now teaches. Those who can’t do,..- sorry, just joshing here.

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17790 here. 0 words needed today. So the site here. Seems, the tea is ready now.

1:57 PM. She is kind of tired. Constant typing does that to yer. It is exhausting. It is physically

exhausting here. One has to do it smarter. Type and then rest. Type some more and then rest

again. It helps to have a good story. Which of course we here do not have. So that is of course a

liability. And we should not repeat the OF COURSE. 7873, sorry, 17873. Now TWO AND A

HALF MEN. The background music to the novel writing enterprise here. Alan and Jake.

17894 here.

17896.

Something about Santa Monica. Which is of course next to Malibu. Or isn’t it? Where exactly is

Venice? We could all look it up on google map- but is that really how a writer should roll here?

17935 here.

And now the opening credits. The opening song.

And an ad for alexa. 17950. Apparently it is echo. So why does she say alexa?

117961 here. And now the judge and Charlie. Very boring. He tells her that he knows that he is

going to this thingie here. Well, you have. Would you like to go with me to the banquet?

Although there is a poet between the and banquet. 18997, sorry, 18009. In words here.

The writing meetings. None of them is in the afternoon. At two in the afternoon. Or maybe som

of ‘em are here. We can check. Because that seems to be much more fun than the writing process

itself. Analyzing different aspects of the nanowrimo phenomenon. Random observations here. A

very conservative crowd. And Charlie is out. So it is pretty funny here. 18074 here. Judge of the

year. Linda Harris. I’m hitting that.

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Two and twelve minutes. In the afternoon. She ponders, maybe being a tad chilly is better for

writing here. What is the right temperature for an office where people type? What exactly is

conducive for the optimal output? In a writer’s studio? And is it an office or a studio or a study?

Whatever you name it will have an impact on the final goods here. The final product apparently

here.

18157 here. Once more Tom Steyer. Wow, he sure paid a lot for ads.

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14.

18171.

Bailiff- I’m going.

And then there are the laughtracks. She just scoured the site, there is a meeting today in a place

named One Books in Manchester. Which is nice and it is a daytime meeting but they do not say

the time. Somehow the website is ah so very confusing. Some region have a calendar and other

do not. Seems, everybody has problem with using the site, especially ‘cause it has been

revamped here. 18248.

Apparently one can take a course, a free writing course. But, hey, you cannot really teach

writing. You have to learn by doing. And that is what we are doing here. Write write write. Well,

more like type type type here.

82, 18290. 18291.

And now, blackish. Three and two minutes. Three oh three. It is funny. Even though there are no

laugh tracks. O you never really know when it is time to laugh here.

So an afternoon of writing here. It might rain, so taking the laptop to the coffee house is out. Just

gotta sit in here and type up the novel of the century here.

18357 here. In words.

So, by the way, we still do not quite know what happens to the blue line on the asphalt of New

York City, after the marathon. And we cannot really google it because it just goes to something

called the Blue Line Lounge which is apparently some VIP place for watching or for having a

drink after the marathon. But one thing was sure clear and that was that there is a blue line on the

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concrete, on the asphalt, because one can see it on the videos and on the pics. And now, Big

Bang Theory. Yay ah yay here.

18462 words here. She had some cheese and some raisins and some nuts. Gotta lose weight,

because Halloween candies did us in here. That and basically overeating in October. Eating out.

Alcohol. Basically not counting every calorie. We have to adhere to a strict and rigorous exercise

regimen here. And we are but it is more about eating too much. Gotta curb that. Portion control

is where it is at. And it does not really help that all we do is sit and type. Well, at least half an

hour stationary bike is usually in and every now and then, mall walking. Low impact exercise but

regular exercise. That is where it is at here. It is more about sticking to the same routine here.

And to weigh oneself each and every day here and then write it down. Being obsessed. How do

you spell OCD? Haha.

18609. In words at four twenty-one here. In the afternoon of November five. In 2019 here.

She just was on the website and in Friesland. Which is nice but hey we do not speak Dutch.

Though, technically is Friesland in Holland?

And then it was on something called character café. Where people swapped ideas about how to

describe persons. Well, if you have to ask… chances are you cannot write. But what do we know

here, we are avoiding the traditional novel “way” anyways. No storyarc whatsoever here. We

just declare that this is a novel because hey it is written in November here.

18714.

On the telly, a show named THE RESIDENT. Apparently it is everything but a rerun, world

premiere. The person who played the son on The Cosby Show, he is in it, all grown up here.

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18749 here. Five twenty-two here. It is dark outside or next to dark here. What with the time

change here. Writing typing here. He has a dentist appointment tomorrow, Wednesday, so for

one hour writing is off here. Though, technically, writing is pretty off this time around here.

Sporadic writing. 18799 words. She is taking her sweet-ass time here. Sorry for the profanity.

But it is true, she is not oing a sprint this time around, she is here for the long haul. Stretching the

nanowrimo over all of the thirty days here. And not like last time when she wrote 222000 words

here in thirty days or so here. Well, minus her travel time here. 18866 words here, 5:27 here. She

ponders if she described last year’s writing adequately. She wrote most of the days, but she went

on a five-day trip and so that means that she merely wrote 25 days here. But she went way over

the required fifty thousand, more than four times the required word count here. In the years

before that, she just stopped once she hit 50000. Numbers, seems, we are playing more with all

of these numbers than we are playing with the words here. Fifty more words and we will reach

19000 here. Or a tad more words here. Ballpark nineteen thou here.

Thirty words, twenty-nine. Ah the nanowrimo phenomenon. In the times of Microsoft Word.

You know your wordcount immediately. Numbers seem to be more important in the digital age

here. Or not. By the way, 19005 here.

Let us put down some thousand words more here. It is thirty-five minutes after five in the

afternoon. The evening, because, let us face it, it is now pitchdark outside here. 19039. In words

ah in words here. 19045.

What to write about, what to write about here? There is a woman named Gabriela who actually

teaches writing on the nanowrimo site. Well, she started this MFA thingie which has nothing to

do with any university, apparently. It is an online master program, which seems not to be

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affiliated with any university. Which basically means that it is subpar. The interesting thing

though is that she is written with only one L. And that she once worked for Folio lit agency.

On the telly, the show that is mainly situated in a hospital environment. In Atlanta. Well, ER it

ain’t. No George Clooney here.

19151. Coffee houses are the most important things in nanowrimo. It is where books should be

written. It is the natural habitat for any red-blooded book writer. Auteur. The term red-blooded

book writer is kind of like an oxymoron here. Maybe one could say something like any writer

worth her money. Then again, should it be her money or his money. What is interesting is that

lots of the writers on nanowrimo say something like “his/her pronoun” next to their intros. Now

what is that all about here? Ah, who knows here. 19244, 5:47, still 11/5/19 here.

Seems, Dr. Huxtable’s son is a doctor too. Family business, huh.

19260.

So, apparently the pilot was drunk in this show. And two doctors are talking about that. Patient

confidentiality. What exactly is going on here, the story seems to be twisted and not

straightforward here.

On the nanowrimo site, they asked about who do you think should play your characters in thee

book if this is made into a movie. Funny huh here. 5:55 PM, 19323. Words words words here.

Café Celona. That is the name of the place where the writers in Hamburg met up yesterday.

Author here knows where that place is. Nice. This seems to be what we are much more interested

than story arcs. The coffee houses where people meet up. The social stuff. Because let us face it,

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writing is a solitary profession, so the talking shop is what makes it interesting here. Comparing

notes. And 19400 it is ah it is here.

And once more, TWO AND A HALF MEN. A rerun of the rerun. After watching MODERN

FAMILY. Definitely this is not what a writer should do. Merely documenting whatever is on the

telly. Binge watching does not make for good novels now does it? 19452 in words here. Seven

oh seven. In the evening.

Now Jake and Alan and the mom. Funny discussion. Laugh track galore here. And we are still

writing and still writing here.

19484.

Still Two and a Half Men.

And laugh tracks.

1494, sorry, 19496. Four more words and voila, 19500 here.

And still writing and still writing here. And a tad looking at stuff on the nanowrimo site. Seems

that the writers in San Francisco are of the opinion that all the stories are amazing. Everybody’s

story is amazing that is what the site says. And how can they be wrong? Nanowrimo started out

of the Bay Area. Boy, who would have thought that this is now a twenty-year-old project. Author

here did it maybe since 2007. Or seven times. Or nine times. Something like this, something like

that here.

Still another episode of Two and a Half Men here.

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19602 in words here. Seven and twenty-nine. Evening of a Tuesday in November here. Sitting at

home and churning out words here. It is fun, but it would be nicer and better if this would

magically morph into War and Peace or Moby Dick here. And now the ugly bowl episode here.

Random crappola.

19657.

7:31 PM.

And we could once more write about the famous Gabriella. The one who has a name but no story

as of yet here.

7:33 PM.

Civil union.

19687.

Page 68 of 68.

There is Café Enchante where people will meet up in San Francisco. Isn’t that a lovely name?

The host has an MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Edinburgh. Impressive.

How do they teach Creative Writing? Is it even a teachable subject? And what would be the

dissertation? A novel? Which is what we write here anyways. Without anybody grading it and

killing the spirit. Just keep on writing and it will go somewhere eventually. Or not. What do you

have to lose here?

19777. At this rate you’ll be done on November 12. That sounds about right.

And still, Two and a Half Men.

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And a KFC commercial. And Alan complaining about Charlie to his mom and Teddy. Jake is

there too.

And now, Berta and Charlie. What kind of candy? Butter scotch.

19827 words here. Not that much left to make it up to 20 000 words here. Some two hundred

words, give or take some here. And now Teddy is telling Aln a story. About his brother. He

makes it up though. Especially because he mixes up the names of the brother. And when Alan

asks, he says that he had two brothers.

9:11 PM. Once more we watched THE RESIDENT. This time with more interest, more focus.

Pretty interesting show here.

19907. Now, CNN. Kentucky gubernatorial elections. A democrat won here. 19918.

Page 69 of 69 here. 19925 here. And people are analyzing, well, politics. Kind of boring.

Especially if you are not quite sure what is going on here. And who really understands it?

Forty-nine words nd we have twenty thousand here. On day five. Pretty good if we say so

ourselves here. If we might say so.

Twenty-five words. About Gabriella and the like here. An ad for a medication that relieves

constipation. Nine more words and five and voila, 20 000 words here. And by the way, we are

member for ten years here in nanowrimo. Yay ah yay here.

8:46 @ 11/6/19 in the morning here. On the telly, Funny you Should Ask and we have 20037

words here. In the morning the coffee house was fascinating, around seven in the AM. And

before that, there was this pillow of fog on the lawn of the high school. Amazing huh. And all of

the people in the coffee house, getting in and getting out. Do these people even have a kitchen

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and do they grocery shop? Apparently not here. Or maybe the population is divided fifty fifty,

the people who eat out and the people who eat in. just like the voters half on the right and half on

the left here.

And then there are the undecided here.

The grey zone, the grey zone here.

In Tim Hortons they have pancakes that are filled with Nutella. Yums here.

20159, 20161.

Roch minwrimos. Nice captions on the website. These are people in a city called Rochester in

Minnesota. Roch Min Wri Mos.

King of Queens funny stuff here.

Nine oh two.

She has a dental appointment which will interfere with writing the novel here, eventually. How

can you write when you have to sit in a chair and open your mouth to be poked in? Impossible

huh here.

And the weight is not good here, 170 or near to that here. It is as if all of the ummer weight loss I

magically erased here.

King of Queens is pretty funny here. It is the one where Carrie kind of caused Doug’s injury

oodhere.

So apparently the Nutella filled pancakes are really good. According to two food bloggers on you

tube. Seems they are seventy cents each. And they are like silver dollar pancakes which basically

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means that they are smaller than regular pancakes. Nutella and pancakes, what could possibly go

wrong here? In the comment section somebody suggested whipped cream. Yaaaah.

20331.

A BLT cheeseburger combo. So the telly here. Maybe this is why we gained weight, the telly and

its ads, nutella pizza that kind of thing here.

20358 here.

Another King of Queens episode here.

Doug impersonating a Japanese cook, he is really good at that here.

And now Doug complaining about Carrie inviting Danny over. Your cousin Danny. And his

girlfriend here. And they are going to marry. I can’t do it on Sunday. Gotta run another 10K.

He’s kidding, yeah?

20412 here. Words ah words here.

1164 words needed today here.

Now an ad for tacos. Though apparently it is a Geico commercial. They never make sens,

anyways.

And now, Arthur and Doug.

Let it rip. So, Arthur. Doug gives a speech and Arthur is the audience.

0462, sorry, 20465 here.

20467.

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9:41 AM.

0, sorry, 10:08. Still morning here. On th telly, Mike and Molly. Molly and Mike’s mom in a

school cafeteria, they are eating. And Molly is talking with the lady. It is funny. Peggy Biggs.

That is the name of Mike’s mom. What is the meaning of the “green mile”? Apparently it is a

movie with Tom Hanks. Maybe a book by Steven King.

20534. He is very self-conscious. About his weight. She means Jim. The dog. I am good with

people. So Mike’s mom. And lots of laugh tracks after she says that here.

Nd now an ad for Timmy the tiger. Tim the tiger? For frosted cereals. They are grrreat.

Something tiger, so much we know here. They are grrreat. Frosted flakes.

20594. When she was sitting in the coffee house and sipping her coffee the people in the other

seat were talking about a SHE. So apparently in this coffee house people always gossip about a

female who is not there. An absent female. Author here ponders if women are more the target of

gossip than men are? How does this work? Are there statistics? 26, sorry, 20660. Words needed

916. At this rate you’ll be done on November 15.

Waiting for the dentist. We could walk there because it is in walking distance. Then again, it is

cold, chilly and we definitely need gloves. The sun is shining, yeah, but it is chilly. There is a

cute bakery on the other side of the dentist. Five buck cookies. Expensive but good. And if we

drive, is there a parking space? Will there be? 20737 words here. Words that are kind of

inconsequential. That merely describe the everyday. Nothing special here. Regular stuff.

And now, Two and a Half Men. Charlie Sheen. And Charlie wakes Alan and Jake up to watch a

children’s show. Actually, the commercial which is a commercial for Charlie’s songs. Kind of

like Rafi.

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0790, sorry, 20793 here.

782 words needed today. Maybe we should finish this all up and then go to the dentist. Sitting

though is no exercise. And we did not do the stationary bike stuff in the gym in the morning

here. Not even the mall walk. You become a tad addicted to this here. And now, Charlie and

Alan in a grocery store. Who loves kids? Charlie Waffles. Pretty catchy? So is gonorrhea.

20865.

Who loves kids? They have bookstores just for kids? Who knew? Everybody but you.

Here you go, Dakota. Iss there a Mrs. Waffles?

Oh, you’re the sponge. An ad for a pizza place. Little Caesar’. Thin crust pepperoni. Yumm.

This station is out of Boston. And now an ad for Mc Donald’s. and now the Tom Steyer guy

here. Longhorn Steakhouse. An ad for a snow plough. That cannot be right here. And now Alan

and Charlie in the car. Charle wearing the Charlie Waffles hat. – I have stage fright.

0955, sorry 20955. It is showbusiness, Alan, you don’t tell people the truth.

Who goe to concerts at 11 AM? Oh, yeah. Oh Rafi. What has he got that I have not got? Oh,

Rafi, you magnificent bastard.

And now the theater and kids all screaming Charlie Waffles. And Charlie shows up drunk. The

piano is green. And shiny.

I drink from a sippy cup, ‘cause I am a big kid now. Doesn’t it bother you that he is loaded? He

is a musician, it would bother me if he isn’t. 21047. 2:23 PM on 11/6/19. 21051. 525 words

needed today here. At this rate you will be finished on November 14.

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And now we are back. Dentist. And then a cookie. From the cute bakery on the other side of the

street, opposite of the dentist. Such a cute cute place. One should live there. Maybe write a book

about that place. No wait, there is a book already. A baking book. Filled up with recipes and

pictures.

On the telly, Big Bang. 4:43. The cleaning of teeth. Something that is no fun at all. But at least it

hardly hurt. For some reason, there was no dental check-up, just a cleaning. In March there will

be a check-up. Is that right? Is that how it should be? What if we have cavities here? Ah well, it

is over and that is all that matters. The cookie and tea after the dentist. A shower too. And the

laundry in the washing machine. This is what we write about. Somehow this is not a novel. Not a

good enough novel here. She had an idea about a story about a bookstore. But she forgot. Maybe

one should take notes in the office of the dentist. In the waiting room here.

21255 here. 321 words needed today. Somehow, we are doing this all wrong what with filling in

the wordcount. And now Sheldon and Hofstetter, Lennard, talking about Bill Gates who is

visiting the place that they work at here.

So Sheldon did not meet him. And Lennard is coming back home to Penny here.

And then there is a little reception for Mr. Gates. So penny is saying here. And now Holowitz. If

that is his name. Maybe it is Wolowitz. And Bernadette and her voice, all screechy here.

We have to write this here and write this here up.

4:51 here. 21355 in words here. At this rate you will finish on November…? Who knows here?

12, maybe. 15 maybe, 14, yup, 14 might be the right number here.

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Now Bernadette and Amy talking here. You know that the actress who plays Amy used to be

TV’s Blossom. Ah, of course you know. TV trivia, who does not know it?

And now, Bill Gates here. Complaining to Lennard that he ruined his time.

What’s for dinner. I am starving. So Sheldon to Lennard. Somehow we have no clue what is

going on here in this episode.

Four fifty-six. 21451 here. 123 words needed today. We will be able to do that here and by the

way, Big Bang came to an end here, well, it is the last note of the credits here and the bang of

Sony or Universal or whoever owns the production company that brings you Big Bang Theory

here. An ad for Santander which is a bank out of Spain and when author here was in Spain last

December, she saw that bank everywhere and thus noticed that it is a Spanish bank here. Just like

you will easily understand that Wells Fargo is a California bank when you live there. Or

Hamburger Sparkasse, well, is a bank in Hamburg here. Obviously, it has the name of the city on

it here.

21578 here, and Eric Fisher on the telly. The guy who ran the Boston marathon here.

21595.

O words needed today yay ah yay here.

21607.

Five and thirty. It is eight thirty in NYC. Two write-ins are under way over there, well, one

actually just ended. But one is still on in the Whole Foods in Brooklyn. For one more hour. Nice,

huh. There must be several Whole Foods over there. It is somewhere near this Swedish place

called Konditori but that has several different locations by that name here, apparently. It is just

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fun to try to check out the different addresses where people are writing-up the novels here. The

nanowrimo novel, 50 000 words here. And ours here stands at 21700 here. Yay ah yay here.

Maybe we can just feed some three hundred more and this will stand then at 22000. Not bad for

day six here.

And now the news still out of Boston. Something about Fenway. Isn’t that where Fenway

stadium is here?

Now something about the making of the T. It is the train in Boston, apparently here. Dwell time

that is the time that people take to get on and off here.

21782 here. It is all pretty technical and interesting here. Orange line. MBTA, yes, that used to

be the name of the trains in Boston. It still is, by the way here.

21815 here.

Doyle’s Café. Apparently, an important place in Boston. She ponders, has she been there? On

her hike thru Boston. Her several travels to Beantown here.

150 words and then we can call it a day here.

An ad for a wrinkle cream. Makes yer look like 16 again. 60 going on 16. Hahaha.

Five and fifty-six. Evening starts up here. Dark outside, yes definitely. A commercial for

McDonald’s. 5:58. 21885 words here. Scouring the Instagram pics of nanowrimo. Fun. An ad for

Santander again. Little pigs. What are they? And now, Dateline. Nah, Last Man Standing seems

more fun. Tim the tool man. And the mom is the woman who played in Three Men and a Baby.

21933. 21934.

Seventy words or so and we can call it a day. 21947.

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It is about shoes on the telly. Mandy’s wedding. Mandy seems to be the woman who marries

Kyle. Mandy is the one who is into fashion. And now the neighbor. 21977. And then there are

laugh tracks here.

Fifteen words and then we have twenty-two thousand words here though no story arc but that

might as well be like that here. 22008.

22009, 220011. We can still write, still type into the evening here. On the telly, Mr. G. 7:20 in

the PM here. 7:27.

On the nanowrimo site people share which words they hate to type, are tired already of typing

again and again. One writer says that she or he types up poetry in Spanish and that is why she

hates the words that she names here. Ad yours truly hates to type “here” all the time, ahem, here.

She ponders if she made a mistake with the reflexive pronouns in her sentence. And what exactly

is a reflexive pronoun here? When going on the nanoeromo site, it becomes clear that most novel

writers have a story arc and are not just journaling their own lives during National Novel Writing

Month. Well to each its own, what can you do here?

22150 words here. 7:39 in the PM. Still November six in two thousand and nineteen here. She

ponders, maybe the “here” is an ah so very appropriate filler word. After all, we are supposed to

use as many filler words as possible, we are kind of encouraged to do so. You can summarize a

novel in one sentence, one elevator pitch. But the real story is some 300 or so pages long.

22222. In words here.

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Seinfeld ftw. Apparently, ftw is short for “for the win”. Nice, huh. Seven minutes after eight, it is

the episode where Jerry and George get into the car with the two Aryan Nation persons and they

are straight going to Madison Square Garden.

22270.

And once more, a different episode of, well, obviously, Seinfeld. 22280 words just about the

process of penning a novel in November here. Kramer on the telly. And George talking about

Marisa Tomei.

We have to be in sync. George and Elaine. Art Vandelay. He is an importer. Just an importer?

Elaine? What for? He is an importer-exporter. – Are you having an affair with Elaine?

And now it is the morning of day seven here. November seven to be exact. The x-mas

decorations are not up yet in the mall. But Starbucks has brought out its colorful x-mas cups.

Seems to be very important, they even said it on the radio when she was driving. Red and green

iconic paper cups. It was not even a commercial, no, it was just part of the news. As if this is an

institution, a governmental one here. It is a business, for heaven’s sake here.

On the telly, King of Queens. The one where Carrie is supposed to bake a cake for the bake sale.

The church bake sale here.

And 32, sorry, 22449 here. At nine and twenty-five in the morn. The weather is grey but

apparently no rain as of yet here. So, it is not sunny, not sunny at all, basically the opposite of

sunniness, but it is not wet as of yet here, so that is still a good thing here. She walked in the

mall, since seven, eight times around the mall. She was too tired to do it ten times, mall walking

is grueling here.

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959 words needed today. She is not quite sure, at what day she will finish this according to the

nanowrimo site here. But she got that badge for seven days straight writing here. It comes up,

automatically, on day seven here. The website has glitches, especially now with the new design.

But it is still entertaining, an entity in itself. An entity that actually has nothing to do with

constructing of a novel here. It is more an experiment in website design here. Writing a novel,

that is something, Herbert Melville would know about. Though we are not quite sure if his first

name was Melville. Let us just use his last name in order not to highlight our ignorance here.

There is a publishing place that is called Melville. Somewhere on the Lower Eastside. Near

Battery Park. In the beginning you ould just send in your stuff but nowadays you need a lit

agency to submet your written words to them. Except if it has changed again here.

22699 in words here. What exactly is King of Queens about here. This particular episode that is

now at this very moment flimmering over the screen here. And now an ad for a thin crust pizza

with extra cheese. And pepperoni.

Nine and forty in the morning. She should go for a run, but it seems nobody runs in this weather.

Except for that one woman in jogging shots who was pushing a stroller. One of those jogging

strollers here. Baby buggies or hatever they are called here.

So that you can run after you had your baby in order to lose the weight that you gained during

pregnancy here. Something like that, something of that kind here. A sales gimmick. Do

breastfeeding moms really have to run and jump. Wouldn’t vigorous exercise do the trick while

baby is sleeping here?

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And now Doug is talking enthusiastically to Danny, no, Spence here. You know, he has a third

nipple. So Doug to Carrie referring to Spence. Nine and forty-five minutes here. 22869 in words

here. 615 words needed today.

9:47 on 11/7/19 here.

It is the episode where Doug notices that Carrie is cheating. On game night.

Now they are talking about Sizzler. 22901 hre. Words ah words here. 100 words and we will hit

23000 here. Seems, that they do not have poker nite here. They just play board games here.

Carrie admits that she cheated. She flipped over the timer, apparently here. And now they are all

playing again. Game night here. Game night with friends here. Bye. What’s wrong with you?

What was the whole confessions thing? To take them off-track?

You know, it is just stupid.

22979. 509 words needed. Now Arthur and Doug. My little girl.

Still writing and still writing here. Nine and fifty-four here. There was a time change so it is

actually ten fifty-four here. Orr maybe this is the real time because there is just a mere artificial

time change in summer here?

23030.

458 words neded today. At this rate you will finish on November 15. Which is nice. Half of the

time required. Finishing the fifty thousand wordcount in half the time. November fifteen instead

of November thirty.

23068 words here. Winner loser. Which is what Arthur yell here.

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Now another sitcom, well, after the Wendy’s commercial here.

And the ad for Hertz

23092, 23093.

Ten in the morning. The sun is oming out, no clouds in the sky here. Overeaters Anonymous

here. He has already got plans. It is funny what with all the laugh tracks here. 3 pounds

weightloss here.

Four hundred words or so. And then we will be set for the day here. The novel that is not really a

novel. Or is it? It is all in the definition, the way that we categorize written pieces here. She was

in the bookstore in downtown and walked through the different, well, compartments.

Departments? Sports, music, arts. The kids section. The travel section. Fiction, non-fiction.

Mystery. Graphic Novels. Magazines. And then there were mugs, socks, shawls, handbags.

Eyeglasses. Toys. Chocolates. A coffee place. One could sit there and look down at the hustle

and bustle of the street here.

On the telly, blackish. It is funny. Though no laugh tracks here. You have to figure out for

yourself when it is funny. 23255, 4:15 PM, 11/7/19. 230 words needed here. He ponders, is this

the time when nanowrimo persons are getting ready for meet-ups. Not quite. It is twenty-four

minutes after four on a mulmy Thursday afternoon. People are still working on Friday, but then it

will be the long weekend. She ponders, what time is it in other time zones. In New York City, it

is seven thirty. And you know, most of the authors of this planet live in Brooklyn. Nobody

knows why though. Is it the new whatever gathering place writers used to live in. That place in

London that starts with a B and we do not recall here off the top of our tongues here.

Bloomingdale’s? Nah, that is a dress shop. You know, small brown bag, medium brown bag,

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large…, you see it everywhere in New York City, on the subway, it is omnipresent. Though

more in women’s hands than men’s.

23408. 4:31 in the afternoon.

Eighty words needed. Easy peasy.

And now Dre embarrassing his son. He is good at that, jut like all parents are. Comes with the

territory. Just you wait, dear reader, till you will have kids.

23448 here.

38 words needed today. 35. What can you write in 35 words, how much wisdom can you push

into a 35-word long sentence here? And we are still writing still writing here. 23483. Five words

needed today. We are there yay ah yay here.

Ix more words and then we are at 23503 words here.

At seven there will be a write-in in a place named Marino Café in Portland, Oregon. Author here

has been to Powell’s, you know, the bookstore. Lots of the write-ins are held there but not the

one today at seven in the evening. The one that is on from seven to ten in the evening.

How would it feel to pen a novel in downtown Portland? Differently than it would feel to pen a

novel in a Whole Foods in Tribeca. Maybe the persons who are writing with you are somehow

influencing what you write. Your colleagues. Your fellow writers, they sure have a bearing on

the words you choose. The stories that you want to tell the world. Share with the world. The

stories that you make up. The yarn that you spin. The narrative here. The tall tales. On the

nanowrimo site there is this image of a young girl doing research. And under it, it says “serious

prepping”. So the idea is that if you do a lot of research, then it follows that the story you write is

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reflecting reality. But do we really want to reflect reality in a novel? Isn’t the idea of a novel its

fictional element? This could never have happened in real life. The magic of the fictitious

storyarc. The mystery of that which does not exist in real life. The escapism. The “what if”

element here. A world how we want it to be. Romance that gets fulfilled. Lovers who find each

other. Like magic. Crimes that are solved and not remain unsolved as it happens a lot in the real

world. There is something about books, about stories, novels that is fascinating. Maybe it is the

element of unbelievability here. There are no laugh tracks in real life. But there are the ones in

Seinfeld. Once author here read this story where people would complain that the stuff on

Seinfeld does never ever happen in real life. And Larry King countered that this was exactly

what happened to him. Author ponders, what is the name of the Curb Your Enthusiasm guy?

Larry King? Well, no, Larry something, Larry David? Yup, Larry David here. Larry King was

the one on CNN here.

And now it is eight minutes after six. On the telly something that has to do with Malibu. And

now a high school. Something like that something of that kind. In the New York Times there was

an opinion piece by a former athlete. Who accused the Nike Speed Project of abusing their

runners instead of training them. The male coaches would focus too heavily on weight loss

because the thinner an athlete the faster she can run. And the coaches were mle and not very

good and not professional. And they would tell the female athlete to lose weight and that is not

good because they need to have enough food to build their bones. And they will lose their period

when they are on semistarvation. It is a video and it is an article. And author here is reading this

ah so very interesting book called Running to the Edge and it is about running marathons. It is

very interesting, but it cost forty bucks because it was hardcover and it came out in June or July.

The writer wrote an article online and thus author here knew about his book and got his book

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because he is a good writer here. He has a funny name that she does not recall at this time here.

Author here really likes to read about running and she ran in the morning too, well, 400 meters,

four blocks, but still here. Better than nothing here. Eight times around the mall walking and a

short run, not even one K here. 400 meters that is how many Ks? 0, 4 k maybe here.

24144 here. 6:17 in the PM, still Thursday, day seven of nanowrimo here. November seven yay

ah yay here.

24171.

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15.

She ponders, she lost some of her words. She pushed a button and some two or three lines got

lost. You have to constantly save your work so that that does not happen here. When

spellchecking she noticed that something got lost, her thoughts were more in depth, her

analyzing of stuff. And then she noticed it when she saw that the 15 at the beginning of chapter

15 had moved here. Chances are her work got wiped out. Forever. 24252.

She just read the posts where nanowrimo participants were talking about weird places where they

write. Author ponders, actually the coffee house next to the gas station on a Sunday was very

weird. Mainly because it was a Sunday and nobody was working on the computer, hardly

anybody had a laptop. And if they had, then not for a long time here.

We could write some more here. Maybe even write about the forgotten protagonist, Gabriella

with two Ls.

24332, she just read this Instagram feed, an Instagram story by the bakery where she got pastry

today. They put an article by some outlet named bon appetite on their story and it was full of

praise. Nice, huh. Author here always got sick after having their food, but now she had food

there twice without getting sick. Maybe because it is not summer anymore. They seemed to not

put their food in the fridge and that is why she got sick in summer, violently so. But now it is

cold and novemberishish here.

24426 words here. Family Feud. It is four minutes after seven here. She should put the laundry in

the dryer. Or she can do that the next day, it will not mold up in the washer once the wash cycle

is finished here. She liked doing laundry in New York City, it is always an adventure. Then

again, just living in NYC is an adventure. It is full of New York Minutes, and in the rest of the

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world, well, minutes are just regular minutes. That is how it is, how it is here. Frankieboy cannot

be wrong here.

24525 here.

At this rate you will be finished on November 14. Yay ah yay here. She has to stay on this

chapter (IN this chapter?) at least until she reaches page 95. Maybe page 100 would be evn

better. What would Gabriella say to this here? Poor Gabriella who is hardly mentioned here,

author is way too self-absorbed here. And boy are they loud on Family Feud here.

Seven days of novel writing. Now it is ten and twenty-nine here. Next to midnite. Midnight

adjacent here.

Eleven thirty-three. Really near to midnight here. MSNBC on the telly. Kind of boring though,

politics and nothing really new. How do they manage to make politics palpable? How do they

make something as dry as politics into a soap here? A soap opera that is.

24658. At this rate you’ll be done on November 14. So the website here.

The coffee place and basically a lot of writing about that place here. A car is parked in a way that

one cannot see the clock above the gas station. Which is ah so very disconcerting here. A big big

truck with something yellow and a small writing that says Penske.

And then there is the coffee place itself. They are out of her favorite quinoa wrap, so the

shawarma chicken one has to do here. The other one is all veggie, southwestern something, with

beans that are black brown burgundy colored therein. She has her coffe and now she can figure

out what the writing says, merry coffee instead of merry x-mas here. She tried to decipher it the

day before on somebody else’s paper cup but could not figure it out but now she can read it for

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herself here. She has a place next to the window which is not that good because you want to see

the inner workings of the coffee house and not just some random street with cars going by here

and a woman in blonde and beige making her way to this place to get a coffee here, fetch a

coffee here. Maybe this place is really the best place where a writer should go in the morning, the

ultimate place to make you start your novel writing day here in November of two thousand and

nineteen here. And now she is back at the typing machine and writing it is and typing it is here.

Eight thirty-three here in words, day eight, 24930. Scventy more and we will stand, this will

stand at 25 thousand here which is a nice and round round number here.

The dryer is making its noises, repetitive sounds, churning and turning, the perfect background

music for penning the perfect novel here. She will look at recipe books and recipe pictures,

pictures that show the final product. She just read through something with peach and raspberries,

a poundcake with just a smidgen or a smitten of dusting on top, sugar dusting or something here.

There is something ah so soothing about reading recipes and it kind of interferes with the writing

of a novel and kind of does not here. The storyarc of the production of a pound cake, the mixing

together of eggs, yolk and white until it becomes one yellow gooey surface here.

And this stands at 25070, yay ah yay here. Time to respite, for now ah for now here, King of

Queens and the like await ah await here. 25095, 665 words needed today here. At this rate this

will finish at …?

Eight forty-four and 11/8/19 here. Sunny weather outside, the sun is shining is shining today

here.

633 words needed today. King of Queens on the telly here. Funny stuff and laugh tracks it is

here. Carrie and Doug in the movies here.

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Deacon and Kelly. They have a new group of friends and Carrie and Doug are shopping for

another couple here.

25174 here.

At this rate you’ll be done on November sixteen. So halfway there. Today is November eight and

November sixteen is exactly double here.

Now they are all talking about having a baby.

And now Carrie and Doug in the car here. Who cares, friends just do keep you away from TV.

And the ad for pizza again here, the one that is on day-in and day-out these days here. The Little

Caesars one here. And now an ad for Jack in the Box. These are the people who watch what is on

the telly during the day, people who like to drive-thru in order to get their food intake here.

Though technically it is not clear if the pizza place is a drive-thru. Because usually pizza places

are not drive-thrus here.

Yup, these are what we think about while penning a novel here. Which, by the way, is standing

at 25327 exactly here. 432 words needed today and now it is Mike and Karl. In the diner and

they are talking about their relationships. And Karl and Kristina. The waiter is now coming in

and is talking here. And laugh tracks and laugh tracks here.

Author here ponders how Carl is written and Christina here. C or K?

Outside, utter sunniness which kind of interferes with her ability to write. Too much shininess.

For writing you need less light apparently here. It shines into the right side of her face and thus

she cannot concentrate that focusedly here on the screen of the laptop and on the keyboard here.

Molly and Mike. Talking about having Karl over here.

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And now Karl and Mike in the patrol car here. In Chicago.

Salmon filets. Fruity wine.

Ain’t this something? They are both happy, came a long way from Dr. Pepper. Funny

conversation here.

25477 here. 283 words needed today. 283. That is a little less than 300 here. Seems that this is all

about numbers. Everything measured. Counting words here. The automatic wordcount in a

omputer software. No wonder that this all started about twenty years ago. When that software

was all new here. At least that is how it seems here.

Aand now, Molly and Mike here. Seven dips, that’s impressive. And once more the pizza ad with

the thin crust here. The idea being that one cannot even see the crust because it is so thin here.

Apparently nobody wants crust and everybody wants cheese and pepperoni. The toppings and

the bread is irrelevant here.

Though let us face it, the bread is ah so very important and it helps to absorb the juiciness of the

toppings here.

Thoughts about pizza and now this stands at two five six two and one here. 132 words needed

today. What to write about here?

Mike with his mom on the phone here. And mike talking about the cake. Mocha-chip, red velvet.

There are lots of choices here. You give him something white and frozen, …

Karl and Christina and Molly. And now enter Mike here.

City Hall.

Excuse me, I am going to check on the salmon. She must be going to the lake.

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Ten and nineteen.

Sixty words needed today. She should go for a run. Go out for a run. Is this what writers do here?

How do others do the nanowrimo here? Are they all chained to their computers? Or are they at

work in an office building in downtown here.

25748. 10:22. 11/8/19.

Numbers ah numbers here, words ah words here.

Two words needed today-we are there ah there here. Yay ah yay here.

Two five seven seven one. 10;24 AM.

25778. It always changes here. At this rate you’ll be done on November 16. Still ah still here.

And we are writing and typing this up here. 25805. The romanticness of numbers here.

An ad about gutter cleaning. Or leaf guards here. Maybe it is the same here. Gutter inspection

with a free Lowe’s gift card here.

5, sorry, 25838.

Words and words and words here.

Four and eleven in the afternoon. Actually, sunset here will be at four and thirty-five, so we are

ah so very near to evening here. Time to draw the curtains already here. He read thru this book

about running. Good stuff. And now it is a tea and sugar and Big Bang Theory on the telly here.

We gotta lose some five pounds which means portion control and no eating. She gained five

pounds in October and now it all has to come down till x-mas here. Till Thanksgiving here.

November eight, nanowrimo here. 25936 in words here.

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25492 here.

Sorry, 25946 here. 25947. At this rate you’ll be done on November 15.

And Sheldon and Lennard and Penny and Amy here.

Lots and lots of laugh tracks here.

Not that many words are needed to get to the next round number here. 25987. Thirteen words

and we will reach twenty-six thousand words here, 26000 in eight days here. Yay ah yay here,

this stands at 26010 here.

There will be a write-in at the Portland, Maine, Public Library at ten in the morning on Saturday

and this will be going on for four hours. Four hours of writing in Maine. Author here has never

ever been to Maine, no Maine lobsters for her here. But you think, feel as if you are there, well,

virtually. It is like the writing on the wall of the public middle school or whatever that was, in

Chelsea in New York City, between Eighth and Ninth Avenue, on Twentieth Street or maybe

Twenty-first here. It said and we kind of are changing the words here that reading books will

transport you to places that you have never been and will never be. The knowledge that there are

writers gathering to pen a novel in a certain place, it is kind of like that here.

She is going on the website of this restaurant called Fraeulein von Elbe. It is in Hamburg and the

main location is in the city. Somehow perusing the pics makes you feel as if you are there. Same

idea.

And at this point we are watching Jeopardy here. Nice.

26222 words here, not quite ah not quite here.

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Jeopardy is over, Tournament of Champions. Now the news, maybe out of Chicago here. Or

Boston. Yes, Boston it is here.

26234.

Five eleven. On the telly, they talk about Biden and Trump. And Pat Sajak had a medical

emergency. He is the Wheel of Fortune guy here. The one with Vanna White. You know Vanna

here. Uncle Joey on full House called her an American institution and that was back when here.

62, sorry, 26288. There will b a transit write-in on November 16. Nice, but according to the

website we will be finished on November 15 with this novel here. We will have reached 50 000,

after that, well, we might still soldier on here. She ponders, how are the novels of others, more

traditional or less traditional here? For her, the wordcount is what is most important here. The

fun of typing. The reaching of goals. Kind of like running a marathon feels. Mile, 18, 19, 20, 21.

Same with wordcount here. She ponders, she might have mentioned said thoughts before here in

this text here.

26393 here.

And now, Eric Fisher on the telly. Out of Boston here.

26406 here in words ah words here.

5:20 PM here.

Six oh nine. Friday, November 8. In two thousand and nine here. Yup, nine minutes after six in

the evening. On the telly, Last Man Standing and laugh tracks here. 26444. In words here. We

can drive this up to 27000 here. Eight days of constant typing, more or less so here. On the telly,

Jay Leno who is part of the show apparently here. An auto mechanic, seems that is his role here.

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And we are not catching the jokes here but apparently they are funny judging from the laughs

here.

The mom is joining her daughters at a slumber party. One time at a John Tesh concert. Tiramisu,

and a video and a bottle of white wine. Cool Ranch Dorito. Apparently it is no fun with the mom

being there at the sleepover here. Cool Ranch Doritoes are only fun if somebody says that they

should not been eaten here. The “verboten” is what makes it fun here.

26575. Write-ins are on in different parts of the city. Not necessarily in her home region, though

here. Seems, that this year not much is happening here.

She could go out, to the mall or the coffee house. Or just sit in here and feed her words to the

machine here. The run against the machine, well, kind of here.

Gabriella, nothing new about her here. The person that the novel is about here, still waiting for

the narrative. The protagonist searching for the story here, any story here.

26664. An ad for dunkin. And x-mas bells in the back here. Everybody forgets things.

26680.

And a commercial. For Cascade Platinum. It is something that you put in the dishwasher.

Author’s dishwasher is broken. Dishes are washed by hand here. It is no biggie here. He had just

tea and a big sugar cube. The idea is to slurp the tea over the sugar here.

26730 here. And now an ad for boots. And back to Outdoor Man. Six thirty now here. Shoveable

snow near Boston apparently here. Snow that can be shoveled. Shovelable? What is the word

here? Is there even a word like that here. The person on the news used it just right now here.

26787. Well, not quite.

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And this is still another LAST MAN STANDING here.

Disgusting.

26797.

Affectionate.

26799.

26800.

Two hundred words more here. Till seven maybe here. We can do it, you can do it here.

Seven minutes after seven here. On the telly, Tamsen Fadal. She is talking about Michael

Bloomberg. Apparently, he will be part of the race here.

26844. And now the woman in front of the Staten Island Ferry Terminal. The forgotten borough?

Five boroughs. You cannot change that here. Only time will tell, if we have our own version of

Brexit.

Dealing with Debris. That seems to be on after they ill be back in ninety seconds. PIX-11, New

York’s Very Own.

26900. One hundred words and then this will stand at 227000. Yay ah yay here.

26915, 85 words about anything here. Apparently there now is a perfume called Gabrielle. Just in

time for her nanowrimo novel here. Funny, huh, coincidence here.

26941 words here. 26944. 26945 here.

Seven thirty-five here. And santacon is coming to town. To New York City here. Because this is

the station out of New York City here. 26972, do the math. How many words are needed here?

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So this is our Friday here, writing up the next amazing novel here. Five more words, three, two,

one. 27001 it is, it is here. 27007.

Maybe we could and should get a head start on the words here. Over the weekend this will go up

to thirty thou here

The grueling job of mall walking. The grueling sport of mall walking. It did her in though it is

fine now. Ten times around the mall, it takes one hour and a half. She has to do this in order to

lose weight. If she keeps it up, one month from now she will have shed the ten pounds that

accumulated over the last forty days here. Writing about this might help too here. The mall was

nice, silently getting ready for x-mas. The decorations are reluctantly up, the red carpet seems

dirty and unvacuumed, as if it just came out of storage and was rolled up or unrolled here. There

is trash lying on the red down-trodden carpet here. There are three seating arrangements,

apparently because there are more shoppers during x-mas time. There are those houses in the

vitrine of a store with numbers thereon, maybe this should be reminiscent of an advent calendar

here. Eight forty-eight in the morning on a too drizzly grey rainy day in November, a Saturday to

boot here. A rainy Saturday morning in November here, is it the first Saturday, nope, it must be

the second November Saturday here. The novel writer and her novel, this is standing at 27236.

She ponders what makes this writing as part of a group so fascinating. Fifty thousand strangers

doing the same thing. Just like the gymnastics group in the mall, the ones that listen to Chinese

music and move in sync here, it is always something like soldiers, like a bootcamp here, like a

school class, an army of writers here. People doing the same solitary thing in unison, there is the

illusion of a community that is not really there, not really existent here. Each novel is different

anyways, each individual will choose different paths for writing up fifty thousand words here.

And this particular one here is standing at two seven three four five on November nine of two

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thousand and nineteen here. At eight and fifty-one minutes here in the morn, drizzly, slightly

rained-in here. There was a runner on the path even though it is raining raining here.

A woman in green yellow here, a raincoat with a hood here.

In the morning the woman in the coffee house asked her about her day so far. At ten to six here,

sorry, ten to seven here. Author here is not quite sure what to read into this here, but anyways,

we are writing and typing this up here and now it is on to save and spellcheck here.

7, sorry, 27461, yay ah yay here. 587 words needed today though the website seems slightly

drunk here apparently ah apparently here. At this rate, November 16 it is, the last day of writing

here, at this rate you will be done on November 16, be standing high and tall at fifty thousand

words here, yay ah yay here.

Mall walking, well, you do not need an umbrella. Because, let us face it, it is wet outside. Wet

and cold. Chilly. On the telly, they talk about Michael Bloomberg. They think that being a

billionaire is counterproductive, nah, it is not. He was the mayor of New York, for heaven’s

sake. That in itself is enough to make him jump up tao presidency here.

Obsequious, wht does that even mean here?

Writing ah writing here. While sitting at home, cooped-up, shut-in here. Well, she was outside,

for three hours but somehow, we need more. In here there is nothing happening but a screen that

is talking and talking here and has music and everchanging images here. But it is not the real

world as we all know here. Couchpotato-dom is not enough, you need real people, that kind of

thing. The wind on your skin and the water coming down and drenching yer. The urban

environment, the waiting for the lights to change so that you can pass to the other side of the

street, the honking of cars, different cars, colors, makes here. The puffs that come out of the

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exhaust pipes here. The different colors of people’s clothes, the different fashion statements or

moreso, the anti-fashion statements here. The over-towering buildings of downtown(s) here. The

waiting at the bus station or down there (underground) the waiting for the train here. The going

to the airport and people having all their belongings in a suitcase and lugging that to places far

away here. Their house in a suitcase, all their worldly stuff for weeks, days and months on end

here. Modern lives ah so very very interesting here. She types up a novel, a story here but where

will this go eventually here? Will she too land a publishing contract, or will she too be rejected

like so many others before her here? Will she break out of obscurity of anonymity here and be a

famous poet who really has something to say to the world here? Gabriella, she has to check out

that perfume by that name here. A perfume by Chanel here.

27869, it is twenty-nine minutes after ten in the morning here. She is up since seven or maybe it

was even six here when she woke up here while it was still stock dark outside here. Not that it is

that bright here, but it is daytime, that is for sure here. A grey day but definitely a day here.

27929 here, this will be over, will be over soon here. On the telly, the Fredricka woman who is

always on on the weekends here. Seems that her job is not as cushy as Anderson Cooper(’s) and

Dan Lemon(’s), sorry, Don Lemon(’s) here or Chris Cuomo(’s), because they are on every day

here. Not so that Fareed guy and not so this Frederica woman here.

27994 and we are doing this and going there here. 28004 here yay ah yay here. 42 words needed

today, ah, we can do that easily here. Talk about different things, different stuff here, stretch the

sentences to their brinks here. 17 words needed today, just load all of these words up on the

worddocument here. The novel ah the novel here. 0 words needed today, yay, we are there, are

there here. Fulfilled the daily requirement, now we can rest ah rest here. At this rate you’ll be

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done on November 16 here. What day of the week is November 16? Next Saturday, apparently,

here.

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16.

There is a write-in in the other city, you have to go there by bus and it will take forever here.

Once she is there it will all be finished, the end of the write-in and everybody will go to lunch

here, apparently ah apparently here.

It seems as if rain is still coming down here though ah so very sporadically, sporadic drops in the

puddle that we can see outside through the window in here. Thus, we might as well go on typing

up the greatest novel there ever was just like fifty thousand persons are doing at this time here.

Sorry, my bad, there was a mistake here, 222 000 people are writing up a novel that is fifty

thousand words long here, so that is where the fifty comes in here. We should go out just to

move and lose weight but, let us face it, the mall walking might as well be enough movement for

the day here and too much walking is just plain and simple too much and will be tough on the

joints here, especially, on the knees here and thus we should just stay put and type this up here.

28297 in words ah in words here. Eleven and thirty-four and not quite noon as of yet here. It is

boring to sit and type, a very solitary job, this writing business here. Maybe, that is why so many

persons the world over jump at the opportunity to do the writing of a novel as a community

endeavor here, it livens up the solitary aspect of writing here. This might as well be why people

do marathons, participate in marathon races all over the world here, after all, running is a solitary

endeavor here. There even is a movie about that, The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner,

yup, we mentioned it al ready here but we once more should emphasize that long distance

running is that much of a solitary job that it is even part of the title of a movie here. (Or slash and

a book maybe here). Or a short story. Because in 1963 running was not such a big thing, it was

just one sporting event of many here. One race of many apparently ah apparently here. Later it

became this ah so very big animal here.

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28489 here, type and type and type here. The coffee house would be nice, but we have to take the

laptop from car to coffee house and what will we put over the laptop so that the rain will not

damage the laptop here. Too many weird and logistical problems here, apparently, ah,

apparently, here.

Seems that this is how writers are borne, they are persons with slight OCD and thus they stay put

and read and subsequently write here. Something like that and something of that kind here.

28576 in words ah in words here. Eleven and forty-three in minutes here.

Gabriella, huh. Whatever happened to her here?

It seems that there are Gabrielle bags too, handbags by Chanel. So not only a perfume but a kind

of handbag by that name here. A Gabrielle bag here.

Ah well, ah, well here.

It still is no story, no story arc here. Just prep work, just random ideas about the name Gabriella

here. That will not be enough for a good novel here, let us just stick to the documentation of how

it feels to be a participant in nanowrimo in November of 2019 here.

Today of course is day nine of this nanowrimo thingie here, though it is obviously different in

different time zones. Author here though, she is writing in the original time zone, California is

just down the coast from here. So, the nanowrimo people in Marin County, Alameda County,

San Mateo County they are all doing this just like she is doing it here, on a rainy day in

November here. Though it might not be necessarily raining down there here.

But knowing how San Francisco rolls, it is definitely always foggy over there here.

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She ponders, is her writing ok? What would a person say who does editing for a living here?

Would that person agree with the way she is putting words to paper here, to keyboard here? Or

would everything be slightly off here, slightly objectionable here. Or downright objectionable

here? And it is not necessarily all about grammar, it is more about how you put words into a

sentence here. Two eight eight four four, type on and type on here, yay ah yay here.

Contra Costa County, sorry that was and is the name of the county that author here used to live in

here, though, technically, she used to live in Alameda County too here. In front of the tunnel and

behind the tunnel, if you lived in that area you will know what we mean here. Then again you do

not really have to have lived somewhere, you might just have been on a visit there and nowadays

with google maps you do not really need to leave your couch to travel the world here. Ah how

times have changed or maybe they have not, because in Marco Polo’s time you just read about

stuff, apparently ah apparently here. 28977 in words ah in words here.

And we have to finish this and drive this up to 29000 here, four more words and we are there, are

there here.

29007 here.

How about racing this up to thirty thousand here? You can do it ah you can do it here. It is now

six minutes after twelve and we are sitting with bad posture at the computer here. Maybe the

coffee house would be better, after all, you cannot really slouch like this in a public place, you

have to maintain a certain amount of decorum here and your spine and your neck will thank you

for that here. She ponders, why would people who read or write, all have bad backs, maybe you

just have to do the right kinds of stretches to counter the bad posture that comes with reading and

writing here. Lots of desks are sold and manufactured, where people stand at desks in order that

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they maintain good posture here. Author here has a friend who works in computer science or is a

computer scientist or something like that and apparently she now works while standing at her

desk, she has one of those desks or maybe she has it at home and not at her workplace,

something like that and something of that kind here. Maybe she was investigating those standing

desks here, author remembers that kind of talk while she was meeting up for brunch here, we

overheard something like that in fleeting here. But let us face it, those desks sell like hot buns,

everybody is worried about good posture and you do not really want to lose your upright posture

because of what you do for a living here. She ponders, how do people like Philip Roth do it,

those eminent writers who really write (wrote) for a living here. Did they use a dictaphone and

just talked into a microphone so that they would have straight backs here? Ah, these are the

things that people should discuss on nanowrimo forums, not story arcs and the like here. Let us

face it, this in itself is a gripping story, the life of a novelist, especially one that only, merely

here, novels for one month of the year here. It is as if novelling is some kind of respite from the

everyday here, something like going on a four-week vacation here. A vacation from the tried and

true, a vacay from the everyday here. A travel to an exotic place without even leaving the rainy

city that you are stuck in here. A vacation without the purchase of an airline ticket. You do not

spend (anything) on airfare and you get an amazing novel done, that will eventually garner you a

Pulitzer prize here. And if you do not get that coveted Pulitzer then it follows that there is bias,

gender and otherwise here. It is all politics in publishing, n’est-ce pas here? Whose voice is

heard, whose story is distributed to the masses here.

By the way, we have 29483 here, yup, this is standing near to 30 thousand words here, nice, ah

nice here. We should go to a pub and get all drunk here, because that is how real writers roll

here, ah, roll here, apparently ah apparently here.

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She has 202 pages here, all double-spaced (,) Times Roman here. Yay ah yay ah yay here.

She fills up the pages with weird exclamations, anything to fill the page here with those coveted

words here.

She looked it up, there will be a write-in in a Starbucks that is somewhere at the border of

Walnut Creek and Pleasant Hill, apparently, it will start at six in the afternoon and, the evening

and go on until it is nine o’clock and everybody will go home here. The writers of the East Bay

down there in the San Francisco Bay Area here.

And now we are back again at the typing machine here. We took a short rest here, and it is now

12:44 here. And we are back to the laptop here. And now it is CNN here again, and now Michael

Bloomberg here and whether he will run for president or not here. Let us face it, he is pretty old

here, seventy-seven years old he is here, apparently, ah, apparently here. But let’s face it, he has

name-recognition here.

29705 here. Three hundred more and we are there, thirty thousand words here.

12:47 on November nine here. She could have a cup of tea or a small glass of tea here, the kind

that you slurp through a cube of sugar here. Which is the way we like to do it here and

apparently, so do people in Norway here.

12:48, in the afternoon here.

The politicos on the telly here, all of the analysts are ah so very young here, teenagers doing the

political analyst thingie here. Well, it does not take much to do that here, you just have to have a

lot of energy and strong opinions here. Maybe younger persons are way better anyways, they are

not flustered by the doubts of old age here. And now Tom Steyer or Speyer here. Steyer, that is

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his name, it is written on thee telly here, next to his face so that you remember who he is here.

And not in too large font here, kind of understated. Saying basically, listen, you don’t know me

but I am the anti-Trump, Trump who is brash and bold here, me on the other hand I am subtle

and subdued here and thus I will be more gentlemanlike here. 29915 in words here, so,

apparently, we mde a mistake here, we still need a lot more words here. And now an ad pr (pro,

for?) Subaru here.

Sixty words and this will stand at thirty thousand words here.

Fifty words here, something like that and something of that kind here.

The coffee house, that would be better here.

29971 words here. “I now do recall”, they are making fun of the politician who now remembered

something in the enquiry at the impeachment (hearing?) here.

Four more words and we are there, yay ah yay here. 30007. Next to one in the afternoon here.

Two and thirty-two in the afternoon, wow, seems that it takes forever to go through what one has

written, find all of the glitches here, the obvious ones at least here. And somehow, the editing

process opens up more questions here, sometimes you as the writer cannot even figure out what

it was that you wanted to say or what word you have typed here. You have to kind of eyeball it

here. And sometimes it suddenly becomes clunky when you do it in a grammatically correct way

here. Ah, writing, ah writing here.

Seven and fifty-two in the evening on a cold November night here. The writer and her laptop.

The Saturday program on the telly here. She ponders if Seinfeld is on or if it is only, merely on

on weekdays here. She ponders if there just was an overuse of the word “on”, after all the

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aesthetics of a sentence are everything. The beauty or nonbeauty of the wordings, that is what

makes or breaks a text here. The aesthetic element kind of overrides meaning here. The way you

clothe an idea, so to speak. How you market it. Even how you read it, how nice or jarring the

voice of the reader is. The oratorial quality of the, well, orator here. Where exactly lies the

difference between orator and reader here?

30257 words here.

30260. 61, 62 here.

On the telly, Honeymooners. Jackie Gleason and the other guy. Laugh tracks, lots of ‘em here.

She ponders, who will read this in its original form. After all, it is only, merely a glorified diary.

A journal that tries to pass for a novel here.

30310 in words here.

At this rate you’ll be done on November 15. Not that good, because usually she is done by now.

Last year we were actually done on day five here. She feels kind of nauseated still. Even though

she had lots of food here. Vomiting seems to come with too much computer time here, naturally

apparently here.

Oh you can really talk some trash. I guess that is better than eating it. Which is of course a line

from Seinfeld which is now on up there on the telly here. It is forty-nine minutes after ten, no

wait, fifty here. The novel about the novelwriter who is watching TV and typing up fifty words

here. Yup, that one. 30410 words here and still going strong. Which is not tough when there is no

discernable plot here. And now music and we somehow know that this is an ad for cheese. And

yup, it is, boursin here. That is th name of the cheese here.

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105 pages are finished here. The write in on North Main is long gone here, they finished at nine.

And not even in this town here. Nope, in a place that she used to live in long long ago here.

30516 here. 30519 here. 30520n, 21 here. And you will be finished on November 15.

Five hundred words here. And then this will stand @ 31000 here.

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17.

30544 words here. 11:10 PM. 11/9/19.

On the telly a show that we do not really know here. A show sans laugh tracks here. And it does

not even seem to be funny here. Maybe it is time to wrap this up here.

Ten minutes and it will be midnight here. A new day will start up. And she will have to write a

certain amount of words here. Her status will automatically change on the nanowrimo site here.

And Seinfeld on the telly here. A rerun. One of those here. We know the words by heart here.

That is how it is how it is here.

30652, she still feels slightly nauseated here. Low blood pressure does that to yer here.

30666. Words ah words here.

Very autumny outside. Time to go for a run. Though technically we ran already here. Half a K

and that should be enough. Because there were thirty minutes of stationary bike too. An hour

biking and twenty minutes or so running. That should be enough for this old body here. Nothing

strapazioes as they say in German. She was on German Instagram feeds and listened to this

Hamburg (Mein Hamburg lieb ich sehr) song, so thus it is difficult to switch back to another

language here. Languages are fleeting so they say so they say here.

30761 words here. Twelve and thirty-nine minutes in the afternoon, on a Sunday in November

here on the west coast of North America, pacific northwest or something like that here. Typing

this up ah typing this up. Somehow, she gained ten pounds just by looking at the Halloween

candy here, ten pounds that somehow have to come down here again, like magic apparently here.

No donut for her today, which is kind of a toughy here. But it has to be, an apple, eat an apple

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instead here. Lettuce maybe. It ain’t a substitute for a donut or an empire cookie from Butter here

which is ah so delish here. Ah how to resist, how to fight the cravings here? Sugar and spice and

all things nice. Well, not for yours truly here. 1, sorry, 30893 here, we do not need that much to

trapse (traipse) this up to 31 thou here. The story of Gabriella who lingers somewhere in the

background of the novel, her omnipresence that is definitely not there. Spooky huh spooky huh.

A ghost in the spirit of Halloween. Author here ponders, how much x-mas decorations are now

up in the mall here, did the busy elves finish it all here or is it still at the under construction level

here?

308, sorry 30971, here, thirty words or something like that and then we can rest for months ah

for moments here.

Eight more words, seven six and five here and 31001 it is, it is here.

Well, what do you know, there was a write-in in the downtown library which started at eleven

and will finish two hours from now at three. The problem with the shitty site is that we had no

clue that this is going on here and thus we as the nanowrimo writer here went to the coffee house

and the gym and on a run on the track next to the community center here. Nothing about the big

nice public central branch library here, the ninth floor has to do without us here. We could have

taken the bus or gone there by train, but now we definitely missed it. Well, the coffee house near

the gas station was fun too, all the people that were there on a Sunday morning, parents who

dropped their kids off, parishioners from the Greek place or the Chinese place, but that is not

true, it were mainly people wo were her age or a tad younger and were out there to reconnect. A

neighborhood pub that was what it was mainly here. The woman with the red pink hairdo said hi

to her with a big, big smile here. Apparently, she is one of the regulars though she gained ten

pounds here after losing twenty pounds here. It is always the body mass index that preceded how

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nice people are to yer, how you are tackled by, treated by strangers and family and friends alike.

And her body mass index sucks at this time here, at this time here, apparently, ah, apparently

here.

31266, at this rate you will finish on November 16 here. She really likes the icons, the images of

colorful pencil tips at the top of the Microsoft Word layout here, there is something ah so very

cheery and reassuring about that here, it is as if Bill Gates himself is personalizing this and the

whole crew in Seattle is cheering her on here, write on, you amazing writer here. We are losing it

here and yay, we did not even have one sip of prosecco, mimosa, Bellini or the like here. You

know that is because it is a Sunday and people tend to sip sparkly bevs at brunch places here. Not

yours truly here, we did the run thingie and the picking up coffee, doing the coffee run thingie

here. By the way, a young girl or woman picked up a drink while she was in her exercise clothes

and she had asked them on her phone to prepare it for her so it as ready when she parked her

white Audi and took the hot beverage here with foam or whip on top in one of those ot little

Christmassy cups here.

And 31461 it is here and it is here. 1:01 is the time here, by the way ah by the way here.

One forty-six. In the PM. 1:47 here.

11/10/19.

31503 words.

1:48 PM.

31507.

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On November twelve there is a write-in in a coffee house in downtown before your boss wakes

up. It starts at seven and is going on until half an hour to noon here.

Two fourteen. Nothing happening in here. Maybe the coffee place would be nicer, there you can

sit and write about the people who come in and go out. Describe what they are wearing. Their

interactions. But in here, it is just the writer and the computer. A tad perusing the nanowrimo site

here. That is about it.

Perusing instafeeds that have to do with books. Nice, bookstore pics from a place in

Herfordshire. Nice. Mystery and Mayhem, that seems to e the name of that place here.

22:09, sorry, 2:09. She is sleepy here. So, it seems to be a store named Murder and Mayhem in

Hertfordshire. Gotta google it here.

So, Evo Morales resigned. It is all over the news here. Three and forty-seven in the afternoon. At

four Tom Steyer will talk in a town hall in Iowa. Interesting but let us face it, his is apparently a

lost battle. Th poll shows that he stands at one percent which is really nothing nada zip here.

Zilch here.

31710 in words here. Nanowrimo, day ten. She ponders, is there still writing going on? It is the

long weekend here in town, so, there are coffee houses all over town where writers can

congregate. Though it somehow seems to become more of a social event that interferes with the

process of writing and typing this up here. The eating of pastry, the slurping of tea or maybe

coffee here. Coffee drinks with whip thereon. That taste like caramel or like peppermint here,

that have little mint chips on the whip here, yummers here.

31805 here.

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31806 here, in seven minutes Tom Steyer will be on here. At this rate you’ll be done on

November 16 here.

And now, Mr. Steyer and a woman in red who announces him here. He is no wearing a sui

tjacket, and now the first question here. Why should money go to impeachment, why should it

not all go to taking him down or some question like that here. The court of public opinion. So,

impeachment will show his corruptness. Trump’s that is. According to Steyer.

His talking seems to be way too convoluted here. What is he really saying here? A lot of words

and nothing seems to be really said here. But people are applauding really loudly here? His

friends here?

31929 in words here.

And he kind of says something and then he resays it, apparently, there is a problem with his

fashioning of words here.

University of Iowa healthcare project manager, a woman named Bridget here. 31967 here, the

guy is pretty dry here, and he constantly is saying something and then says it again here. Existing

and then existent. Why, they both have the same meaning here. Two more words and this stands

at 32005 here. We will be back right after this here. So the woman in red here. 32022 at four in

the afternoon here.

So now we finished one third of the days here, so in the end this will be standing at three times

the wordcount we have now here. Though. Let us face it, we will go out of town on November

twenty-seven, actually going to the area that is the birthplace of nanowrimo. But we will not be

able to write then, it is all about socializing and having turkey and boozing a tad or a lot here.

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That is how it seems and how it seems here. She was on the overachiever forum place where all

the ones who are talking about reaching 50k sooner than needed were giving their inputs here.

Page 111 here. 32144 words here. 4:22 PM here. On 11/10/19 here.

Five oh seven. So, Tom Steyer is over here. He said all of the right things here. Nice and now

they are talking about the Ukraine. A huge week in impeachment. That is what this is about

apparently here on CNN. Today it is Columbo day, because, yes, it is Sunday, the end of the

week or the beginning, however you want to look at it here. Now Dana Bash talking, actually

talking to Don Lemon here. The same players on CNN, day-in and day-out here.

32240. Five ten.

Now another clip. And now Don Lemon and Dana Bash and another woman here. All analyzing,

well, the impeachment enquiry here. Fill me up on this, what exactly is going on here in DC?

Are they impeaching or not? Are they still deciding if there should be impeachment or are they

just now going through with this here? It is all very convoluted here and now the woman in green

is talking here. And Don is wearing a grey, light grey suit here. It seems to be all about optics,

after all, TV is an ah so very visual medium here.

32343 words here.

And now an ad for a car company here. National. A car renting company here. Hey, look, ‘tis

Putty from Seinfeld here. Elaine’s boyfriend apparently here.

5:55 in the PM. Stock dark outside. Author here was reading up on cronuts. Yum. It is definitely

more fun to hang around yelp than to produce random words here.

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32401 words, still two hours till Columbo, the culmination of the week here. 32414 here. Ten

days straight, apparently nanowrimo sent her a congratulation note about this. Writing for ten

days straight, which is kind of funny, isn’t it the premise that you should constantly type here in

order to finish in time. Why would the Office of Letters and Light even imply that one would

stop for a day here, shouldn’t we all race to the fifty-thousand-word finish line here. That is like

stopping within a marathon, you cannot do that, you have to race on and on until you are done

here. By the way, this now stands @ 32514 here. At this rate you’ll be done on November 15. So

the website here.

Eight minute after six here. CNN, and people talking about politics here. With a lot of energy

here. Maybe they should run for office, they are very well-spoken here. Everything makes sense,

well, they talk for a living here. 32566 here.

This will stand at 33 thousand come midnite here. Yup, we are on the case here. Feeding words

to the machine while the telly is singing its songs here. An ad for something called Salonpas and

now an ad for Sandals. Resort life here. And ad for peanuts, a brand of peanuts here that you can

get in a can here. And an ad for something that makes you look decades younger. And now

Servpro, whatever service that might be here. And now an ad for a car. BMW. Yay ah yay here.

And tomorrow at nine Eastern watch Joe Biden on CNN here.

32672. A commercial for a mattress. For a muscle relief or muscle cramp relief medication here.

And once more they are talking about the impeachment enquiry. This will be on all evening here.

How many timess do we have to see the video of Trump and the prime minister or president of

Ukraine shaking hands here. And now, a clip of Barr.

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32735 here. A mini cooper ad here. Commercials are definitely not novels, a story is told in

thirty seconds or less here. Commercials, the antitheses of novels here. And now, Charles

Schwab.

Don Lemon asking another guy questions. That is how it will go until Columbo will start up

here. Ah, utterly boring here. At least we have the distraction of playing here with the laptop and

typing this text up here. And this amazing pic on Instagram, Nutella, donut, yum. You have to

see it to believe it here.

32825 here.

Four minutes before seven here.

One hundred, nope, top, two hundred words and then we can call it a day here. 150 words here.

The nanowrimo day that is coming to an end here.

For some reason, we either get Instagram pics of food or pics of runners and running. First eat

the food and ten go for a run. Or/and vice versa here.

110 words and then this will be done, we will be done here. And now, Mom. An ad for Huggies.

Disposable diapers. The kind that babies wear. There is still another ad for another brand, diapers

for adults here. And an ad for aa whitening cream here. Whitening of teeth here. An ad for Swiss

Chalet.

And now fifty words are needed here. The AA meetings on Mom here. Bonnie and Christy are at

another AA meeting place which has much better food here. Thirty words and this will be

finished here. Twenty words. And now they are talking with Marjorie. Because it is the other AA

group here. One more word and this stands @ 33006 words here. Seven oh nine here. Seven ten.

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Six and twenty-seven. A new day. We had coffee and banana loaf already. The woman had the

coffee all ready which basically meant that it was lukewarm. Why, is it not first thing in the

morning here? Should it not be piping hot here? The gym is not open as of yet, this gym is

temperamental, holidays are closed till seven in the morning. Instead of the usual five thirty here.

But it is more about weighing oneself anyways than it is about the boring thirty minutes cardio,

which is kind of a reluctant cardio anyways. Stationary bike at the lowest speed, though

technically there is even a lower speed, one can put it to zero instead of one here. Some people

crank it up all the way to 12 or even 5, this is for the resistance, it seems to show that this is all

going up a hill or something here. Anyways, typing up some words here before the gym or

maybe we let go of gym aspirations altogether and just concentrate on the nanowrimo here.

There is a write-in even though it is a holiday here. Not down in the States though, it is just here

that this is a statutory holiday here. Remembrance Day versus Veterans Day here.

Six thirty-four and this is standing @ 33232 words in all here. 33240 on November eleven here.

620 words are needed today here and then this will all be done on November seventeen here.

Eleven days of straight writing, straight typing does that to the text here.

There is a write-in, but it is at six thirty in the evening in downtown which means one has to go

there in the dark and cold and come back in the dark and (the) cold here. Not very appealing, Let

us just hunker down here inside, warm and cozily and type all of the words up here. And the

wordcount is already standing @ 33339 here. What a funny number here. 518 words needed

today here and at this rate you will finish on November 16. So this is when it changes from 17 to

16 here. The website sure has a mind of its own here. It is now getting near to sunrise, we could

make the trek down to the gym here. 6:55, it will open in five minutes here. By the way, four five

seven words needed today. 457. Should we finish this up and go to the gym or go to the gym and

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then come back to finish this up here? How do you spell OCD here? Writing definitely has its

own world here, it grips you in its fangs and holds on tightly to yer without letting go here.

33470, how many more to finish up for the day here? 383 words needed today, that is so near to

four hundred. Just nonchalantly type it in here, let it flow onto the page here. Somehow it will

morph into good enough sentences or maybe even into something extraordinarily here,

something to write home about. The gym is opening up now, there are people lining up for it to

open here. It happens like that in any gym all over town here, especially because it is a long

weekend here and a Monday that people have to fill up here with stuff, apparently ah apparently

here. 33575, two eight nine words to go here. And stop and spellcheck spellcheck here.

Nine and fifty-one here. King of Queens. She had a little bit of a run and a little bit of stationary

bike in the gym, a little bit of a donut in the mall and a peppermint tea in the mall here. A walk

thru the mall and looking at the x-mas decorations that are all up now and ready for customers to

look at them and admire ‘em here. Nine fifty-three and the weight is not good here, gained seven

pounds and they all have to go down, come off somehow here however that will go here. Sitting

and writing is not good here, she will exercise, but more in short spurts here than in one long

haul here. It is just way too cold for long hauls here. Reykjavik has snow, well, at least we do not

have that here. Then again, seems to be cool to live in a city called Reykjavik- Iceland, the

utterly exotic place near the north pole here. And this all stands at 33759 here. 103 words needed

still which is weird, we definitely thought that we are there here, in the world of zero words

needed today here. 33785. 79 words needed today here and King of Queens is over here. What is

on now, Mike and Molly, Two Broke Galz? Something like that and something like that here.

And we do not have a story here except the description of what it is like to participate in National

Novel Writing Month here in two thousand and nineteen here.

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One three eight four three, one tree eight five three here. They are talking about pancakes here on

the telly here. We still had not (did not have) the Nutella pancakes in the mall here, but they look

lovely lovely here.

33884 here and still typing and still writing this up here. 33895 here, she will get out and go to

the mall once that the stores are open here. It is kind of boring to do the mall walking thingie

here, the deserted mall is kind of creepy and desolate here.

Still some seventy words here and we are done for the day here. The sun is shining reluctantly,

well, at least there is no rain prasseling down here.

Still some forty words here and this will a-stand at 44 thousand, sorry, 34 thousand words here,

apparently, ah, apparently here.

Sixteen words and we are done here and done here.

It is all a run against the machine here, the machine that counts each and every word here and

documents it at the bottom of the page on the screen here.

34025 yay ah yay here. 34030. 34031 here. 34033, nice number here. 34037, even nicer number

here.

34042 here. 34044.

She ponders, what should be the strategy for doing this here. Typing up the novel, coffee house

or just sitting here while the telly is singing its songs. Itis now paternity court. And then half an

hour to Friends reruns here. Two episodes here. The mall is nicer, the coffee house is nicer. But

we tend to grab a pizza or a donut and that is definitely a no no here. The gym would be good but

then we do not get anything done novelwise here. And she ponders if sweatpants are good in the

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coffee house. And what if it starts to rain and we want to take the laptop from coffee place to car

while all of the rain is coming down here. Ah the logistics of writing up a novel here. It is

basically about all of these logistics and not about story arc or development of the characters of

the story here.

14204 in words here, she is feeling like puking already hre, sitting at the lptop does that to yer,

each and every time here.

Something about the light that emits from the screen here, something about sitting cooped up

indoors here. No fresh air and only artificial light here

11:06, 34255.

And lots of yelling on the telly here. Always emotional here, Paternity Court.

In the high school near her house, there is filming going on. Judging from all of the trailers

outside of the school. But we cannot figure out what the movie’s name is. She has to brave the

cold and check it out in person. But let us face it, it is too cold and chilly here. So we better just

sit in here and watch the end of People’s Court and then the two episodes of Friends here. And

maybe after that, the second time that 2 Broke Girls will be on here. Working on this amazing

novel, that should be her thing here. Writing a dissertation or something here. The novel

dissertation here.

And no back to People’s Court here.

34390 here yay ah yay here. One minute and we will once more hear from Rachel and Ross here.

She ponders, why are all these big trucks driving by outside here. It is a holiday, but it seems that

building houses does not stop at all here. And now it is Phoebs on the telly here. 34447 here. Let

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us drive this up to thirty-five thousand here. And once more a big truck is driving by outside

here, constant truck driving, funny here.

And all of these trucks are driving through the back alley here. Kind of fishy here, apparently ah

apparently here. And once more, a truck. Truck galore here. Lots of ‘em seem to be the concrete

trucks here. Concrete mixers, I guess, that is what this is called here.

3522, sorry, 34525 here. Chandler and Monica here.

And now it is Tack and Rachel. And now, Rachel, Ross and Chandler here.

3445, sorry, 34547 words here.

Acording to Instagram, there are 20 000 writers in NYC who are participating in nanowrimo.

That is quite an amount (a number?) of writers here. Well, they had the exact number, but it is

roughly twenty thousand and then some here. And now it is Two Broke Galz again here. The

pics on Instagram that have the hashtag nanowrimo are interesting, they are mainly pictures,

images of books and paper and pens, not anything else. So basically, these are pictures of things

which show that all of the writers are basically interested in the tools, in the how-to of this

writerly business. It is a craft, first and foremost and the people who do this like to talk about

logistics, the logistics of writing, more so than the literary merits of their works. That is for the

critics to do, the readers, the end users here, the ones who buy books and tackle them as a

product here. The end consumers here. Just like mechanics do not talk about the car but the

people who drive said car talk about the car, the mechanics are more interested in how this works

and how are machines and motors put together, what screws, what metals, what pipes here. The

material is paramount and the way that said metal is cut up and then put together. How is metal,

sheet metal, cut up to finally be a little house on wheels that you can sit in and push buttons and

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push pedals to take it, drive it from place A to place B, from point A to point B here, yup, that is

how it is here, apparently ah apparently here. And now this is standing @ 34831 words here, yay

ah yay here.

And now Two Broke Girls here and Max dispensing wisdom en masse here. “That is what

family is, people who hate you but can’t kill you because they will be the first one questioned

here”. Haha, welcome to the “Married with Children” school of thought here. Ah, Al Bundy,

now that was a funny guy and that was a really funny s here. The anti-Huxtable show, definitely

here. Funny stuff ah funny stuffi-muffi here.

34914 here, not that much left to fulfill the 35-thousand-word requirement for a mulmy Monday

in mid-November here in two thousand and nineteen here. She ponders, will she eventually go to

the wrap-up party in the Moose Under place in downtown here. There will be food and booze

and we are on a diet here, on a diet here. How do real authors do it, when they win their Pulitzers

and their Nobel prizes here? Do they go there to socialize because, let us face it, they will all

gain weight and who wants that here, yup, apparently ah apparently here.

Why does your ant not like you? This is still Two Broke Gals and Aunt Charity here who is the

aunt of Caroline here. She is definitely a bitch here. Was she not in Two and a Half Men here?

The teacher apparently here.

35059 here.

35060.

35062 here, 35063.

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O, yes, I am not necessarily a good writer here. But one thing is surly clear here, I am a prolific

writer. And this is my home office here. And now we are waiting for the tea to get brewed here.

Maybe that is just as good as a coffee house here. After all, she was in the coffee house first

thing in the morning, at the time when the local cabbies turn into this place here. A long time

ago, it was always full of cops first thing in the morning but not anymore here. Maybe they play

into the stereotype and go to the local donut shop here. But, nah, that is not how it is, usually

cops and construction workers, both frequent the most posh (poshest?) establishments on the

block here. At least in this town here. In this city of ours here. She ponders, she should go down

to Seattle. To have some international flair here. She ponders, does the good ol’ US of A even

make the cut as an international, exotic location here? Nah, not likely. Sorry here. And with

Trump, wow. Yesterday there was this guy on the telly who just said that he is embarrassed to

have Trump as a president here. And that is actually how it is, most Trump voters are closet

Trump voters anyways. Nobody wants to admit that she or he has voted for The Donald here.

That is how it is, how it is here. Nobody wants to have anything to do with a guy who sports that

kind of hair here. Does he not have a mirror in the White House here? Though his politics are

maybe meeker than Obama’s, well, definitely, meeker and politer. He does not order drones to

be pushed down on innocent people here. He is less of a war monger than any president before Commented [B2]:

him. Even with that hair. He does not have time for war, he has to tend to his hair and his tan

here. Which is good for the whole world here. Yup, we definitely should go into analyzing

politics here. We are just as good at that as we are at penning the great American novel here. The

greatest novel ever here. Funny how the term is great American novel. Why is that, is it because

all of the big publishing companies are based in an American city, in New York City here? More

publishers than there are in the UK here. Or in Germany. Let us face it, it seems that

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Bertelsmann owns a lot of publishing in the world here. Anyways, be this as it may. Our novel

here stands at 35509 here. Author here went on the site of the Sweet Adeline bakeshop in

Berkeley, the one that is situated next to The Office of Light and Letters or whatever its name is

here. The nanowrimo headquarters here. The baking shop, the bakery site was really cute and

nice here, amazing, yuh, here. So that is why nanowrimo is so nice, all they do is eat the pastries

from the bakery here. Then again, all the people who work for nanowrimo, they are all rail-thin

here, at least, on the pics here.

35600, typing and writing here. Yup, that is how it is here, how it is here.

35619, 2:10. In the PM here. And now, Two and a Half Men here. On a Monday in November

here.

And now it seems to be Anderson Cooper time here.

Five oh eight in the evening here and it is really really dark outside. It is like that, it gets dark

pretty soon in the day here. There is a write-in in downtown in a coffee house and it will start at

half past six and end at half past eight. But who will go out there and tak the train or the bus out

there, the only ones who will be there are the ones who live downtown. Usually it might be the

writers who work in the offices downtown but today is a statutory holiday so nobody is there

from the outer parts of town or from the suburbs here. Tomorrow, apparently there is a write-in

at seven in the morning and we might go to that here, but at this time, it is way too cold and

chilly to trek downtown here, it is warm and cozy inside here and Joe Biden will be on the telly

and do his town hall spiel in Iowa here, well, not yet, we have to wait till six and given that it is

still five thirteen here, there is still a long time to go till then here. If the weather was nicer, we

would go out for a walk or a run here, but it is what it is here, dark and chilly here in town here.

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Author here basically was at home all day here; she goes out in the morning and then she is back

at the typing machine at nine in the morning here. Writer’s studio, home office, call it what you

want here. The solitary life of a writer, it is what it is here. It is annoying but what can you really

do here? A pub would be nice, a watering hole, somewhere where one can have some respite

from the chore of writing here. Except there is always the idea that suddenly out of nowhere you

are struck by lightning, well, not literally here and you pen the most amazingish words here and

everything is hokey dory here.

Fiction writing, it is not her cup of tea here. Non-fiction writing seems to be more up her alley

here. Storytelling, it is definitely an acquired taste here.

That is how everything she writes basically ends up sounding like a description of what she is up

to right here right now. A description of the here and now, well, maybe it will sell with the right

kind of marketing here. Donald Trump junior apparently has written some shitty but there

definitely is a market for it and he does not have to distribute it, his followers are just there, they

exist because of the name of his daddy. Whatever BS he says, people will read it. And even

Republicans gave him a bad review because of grammatical errors and not because of what he

says here. They just like their reading material to be more coherent than that. Polished so to

speak here.

Or maybe he wants to do what worked for his father, say whatever he thinks. Without thinking to

say it diplomatically or in a grammatically ok way here. Author here ponders, diplomatically and

grammatically correct are different animals all together here apparently ah apparently here.

36190 in words here, apparently ah apparently here.

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And now it is Joe Biden on the telly here. The first questions are about the military because it is

Veteran’s Day here.

So when author here read through Biden’s biography it became clear that Biden became a

teetotaler because of watching people in his family to be bad drunks. So that means that he never

drinks. Well, good for him here.

But, let us face it, how old is he here?

36272, 36273 words here and we are typing this up here and type this up here.

So now we know how to say “modus operandi” in English because Biden apparently pronounced

it correctly here. With an “ai” at the end here. “As my mother used to say who died and made

him king?” Last time I checked there are three branches of government. Ah, Joe, he is definitely

the best here, he knows what to say here.

36350 in words here.

Literary fiction, is that hat we write here? Nah, it ain’t. In years gone by, she called her projects

literary fiction, but there is a problem with categorizing what you do here. At this point, she is of

the opinion that this is only taking away from the work, the text here. What is in a name here?

Plain and simple. The name should not make the text, the work, the work should stand on its own

and either please the reader or be thrown into the trash bin here. Cheers or jeers. Thumbs up or

thumbs down. As a writer, you should not necessarily specify the genre, that is for publishers,

critics, readers to do, booksellers maybe here.

36473 in words here.

36477 here.

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So we need some words here in order to drive this up to 37000 here.

Some more words about this and that here. Which is kind of tough, typing this up and listening to

Biden here. How long is this town hall thingie going on here? And the reporter who is talking to

him, it is Erin Burnett here. Interesting, huh, here. Author here ponders if it is written Burnett or

Burnet here. How many T’s, how many T’s. Definitely two T’s here, that is how it should be

here. 6, sorry, 36571 in words here.

This is just what she does. She writes about coffee houses. Not every day, mind you, but she

does it in November. It is not really that good, mainly because she is not typing this up while it is

happening. Everything that she writes down is from memory. With a time lapse. It all happened

in real time but once she is at the typing machine it is all in the past. This is how storytelling

goes, there usually or maybe always is a time lapse. Reality is skewered, is morphed, the spit of

the narrator, so to speak, is part of the equation. By this I mean that the biases of the person who

recalls and retells for future generation, that person puts his or her own spin on what she or he

saw here.

Author sat near the window, she was watching what was going on inside of the coffee place in

the reflection of the glass of the window and it was all a mirror image here. And one could see

the outside of the coffee place too, the white building on the other side of the street, and all the

cars going by on the main street here. The parking lot and persons getting into their cars and

coming out. Most of them rushing in to grab a cup a joe before going downtown or uptown for

more important thing than breakfasting here. Breakfast as nutrition and not as an act in itself

here. But then again there were tons of people lingering together or solo inside of the coffee

house, there is tha man with the hair that is not combed and he seems to write on his computer

and then he leaves and maybe he too does the nanowrimo thingie, because he seems to be a new

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phenomenon here, a November occurrence here. In downtown, on Nelson, there is a write-in,

today in the morning, from seven to eight thirty here but you have to brave the elements to get

there, yup, and the traffic too here, so we might as well stay put and watch closely what is going

on in the coffee house next to the gas station here. It is an ah so very busy coffee place here, it is

on the way and that makes it so busy here. The coffee place in the mall on the other hand is

desolate, one or two persons top here. Its “hey-moment is at lunchtime or so here. This is what

our novelist here thinks about, which coffee place has its top moments during the daytime amd

why are there differences between differing coffee places here in town on the pacific coast here

in north America on a Tuesday in November here. It now is seven and forty-five in the morning,

a rained-in grey day is starting up bright and joyful, as joyful as a November day can muster up

to be here, it is the day after Joe Biden gave his speech, reluctantly here, and talked about his bid

for the presidency of the United States of America here.

The nanowrimos are doing their thing, all 222000 ones of ‘em, aspiring authors whose work will

be stored in the cloud and not in a bookshelf in years to come. The cultural goods, the cultural

heritage of late two thousand and nineteen here, it will go to dust, disintegrate and become dust

itself here, apparently ah apparently here. She is typing this up and writing this up, thinking of

making it more about the GABI woman here, as she declared in the beginning, at the beginning

of this very novel here.

There is a man named Hanno who constantly talks about a Gabi on TV, his is an insurance

service or something here, has nothing to do with this very novel here, funny, huh, how this

works out here. 7:50 AM on 11/12/19 and this all stands @ 37230 here, how many words to go,

ah, how many words to go here? At this speed you will finish on? She has to go to the website in

order to secure the numbers here, yep ah yep here, and once more, 37273 it is, it is here. Well,

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not once more, the wordcount tends to change with every word we type in here. 37294, yay ah

yay here. 0 words needed today, like magic and at this rate you will finish on November 16 here.

So the website, apparently ah apparently here.

Eight oh four, still typing this up here and the rest of the morning will be filled up with the

editing process, mainly catching the gross misspellings here and nothing substantial, for the

moment ah for the moment here. Last year she did this and drove it up to 222000 words here,

that is because she was finished very soon in the game here, by November five or so here. She

remembers that there were days that she wrote up 17000 words here, which is quite an endeavor,

you are sore after this is finished here. At this point she feels like vomiting already, sitting for

prolonged times at the laptop does that to yer, apparently ah apparently here. Time to stop, watch

some stuff that is on on the telly and come back at a later time here, yay ah yay here, yay. 3767,

sorry, 37470 here, by the way ah by the way here. Makes sure that this is filled up to the brim

with, of all things, those pesky filler words here, the ones that smooth over the clunky holes in

the text and grease the sentences here and make the text flow smoothly here so that the reader

can just ravel along the words and enjoy the voyage here, hopefully ah hopefully here, we are

waxing poetically or, at the very least, we try to do so here. Writing as a service for the common

good here, entertainment here, maybe. What exactly is writing, literature and is this even

literature or is it more something like a manual out of the Ikea catalog here, who knows, who

knows, wo knows here? And the catalog does not have manuals in it, technically, once you

purchase something with a Swedish name that nobody can pronounce, once you buy it, there is a

flyer and a diagram that tells you how to put the pieces together, how to construct it and, yup, we

could call that a manual, an instruction manual for Ikea furniture here and thus by association,

maybe, one could call it something out of the Ikea catalog here. How to word something

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accurately, that is what the writer, any writer is concerned with here. Tom Steyer was, ah, so

very concerned when he gave his speech at Grinnell College in the middle of nowhere, sorry,

Iowa, Joe Biden, on the other hand not so much here. And we type and write here and write here.

The difference in style between Biden and Steyer was all about illustrating the difference

between newbie and seasoned practitioner here. If we can refer to a politician as a practitioner

here. Because, let us face it, is politics even a practice here? It is way too abstract maybe or

maybe not, because whatever you apply in legislature will practically influence people’s

livelihoods here, apparently, ah, apparently here.

37797, write on and write on here.

Eight eighteen, if she would have typed in the place on Nelson, she could have gone down to the

Y after this was all finished here and weighed herself in order to know if she gained or lost

poundage here. It is very important to maintain her recent weight loss here, she tries not to yoyo

up as dieters are usually bound to do here, apparently, ah, apparently here. 37873, drive this up to

38000 here.

12:14 PM now and this court drama on the telly here. A judge is trying to figure out whose fault

an accident is. A dancer dropped another dancer and she subsequently got injured and required

surgery here.

37918 words here and we can update the word count on the website here.

37933.

At this rate you’ll be one on November 16 here.

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Personal Injury Court, that is what this show is called and it is very interesting. Very technical.

The judge asks a lot of questions in order to understand the whole matter here. And he looks like

a football player, he is very big and very compact, not necessarily the figure of a lawyer here, he

has the figure of a boxer here, but he is very soft-spoken. Definitely yin and yang within the

same person. It is a very elegant display of the legal system, of jurisprudence, so to speak here.

And this now stands at 38040 here, yay ah yay here. And twelve twenty-five it is here on a day in

November of 2019 here.

And now, Friends, there will be a write-in at Whole Foods at six thirty. But we might just as well

stay put and type this up here. The novel, yuuh, here. Friends and Ross in the library on the fifth

floor of the library here.

38105. @ 12:57 here. In the afternoon of a rainy November day here.

So this should be driven up to forty thousand. On a Tuesday. A Tuesday in November. There are

no players, there is the writer and her machine here, the keyboard and the white letters on black

squares here. The only diversion is the TV and whatever is on on the screen here. Coffee has

been taken already in the coffee house here, so apparently that is enough of excitement for one

day here. After this, it is typing and then typing some more here. Two Broke Girls, and lottsa

laugh tracks here. 38209 here, we need some one thousand and eight hundred words here to call

it a day here. It is forty-three minutes after one in the afternoon here. Day twelve of the National

Novel Writing Month challenge here. Twelve days of writing straight here. Hashtag nanowrimo,

there it was on a pic too, twelve days straight of writing, apparently that is a big thing here, a

major achievement here. On the telly, they talk about Rhode Island here. And they classify it as

the most boring state in the union here. Ah, poor Rhode Island here.

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38305 in words here and now an ad for a legal helpline here.

Two and a Half Men. A rerun, obviously. And now, Rose. Alan opening the door for you here.

And back to nanowrimo here. An interview with Chris Baty who founded nanowrimo. Reading

up on it here. It is interesting stuff here and now, it is once more Two and a Half Men. 38371

words here, there is a write-in in the north Berkeley Library here. Seems, that library are the best

places to pen books here, apparently ah apparently here.

Looking at books on shelve, shelved book, getting inspired to write something here. Something

to be printed and bound and put on same shelves here. Yup, why not, ah, why not here.

38431 here. And now, Berta and Alan in the kitchen here.

1500 words, thaat is what we need here. Three thirty-two in the afternoon here. Actually, thirty-

three minutes after three. Number three galore here. Once more Two Broke Girls. It must be the

same episode that was on in the morning on a different channel here. A temp agency is calling

Caroline here. To temp in an office here. One more word and this stands at 38500 words here.

Enter Sofie and Oleg. Max and Caroline in the office. 38519.

18521 words now and it is twenty-seven minutes after it is six in the evening here. Gotta still

write some words here, actually it would be nice if this will stand at forty thousand come midnite

here. Sorry, there was a mistake when we said how many words this is, we meant, of course,

38521 words here, but miswrote it here, apparently ah apparently here. On the telly, Lyndsey

Graham, yup, for some weird reason this (the telly) is on Fox News and this really bad hair guy

Hannity here. Wow, they are definitely full of vitriol towards the democrats here and you

thought that CNN has a strong language here. And to think that CNN and Fox News are just

blocks away from each other in New York City here.

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130 pages we wrote for the novel here, they are talking about impeachment hearings that will

start up tomorrow here, on Wednesday morning apparently here.

38675 words here.

38680. 6:35 PM, 11/12/19. A Tuesday in November here, the second November of the month

here. We were inside here since seven thirty in the morning, the coffee house was all of the “life”

that has happened here today. It was slightly cinematic, still dark, lights on, there was hecticness

and maybe this can stand as a relic that symbolizes urban life or something here. A writer does

not need that much inspiration, a blank sheet of paper should definitely be enough and should

suffice here, apparently ah apparently here. The keyboard with the letters thereon. The screen on

the laptop here. That kind of stuff ah that kind of stuff here.

38791 in words ah in words here. At this rate you will be done on November 15 here. By the

way, Whole Foods writing has started up here, we could go there by bus through the rain, just to

sit and type with total strangers here while others have food or shop for food here. Well, not

likely, it seems to be much more productive to just stay put and feed the words to the machine

while the telly is singing, as always, its songs here in the corner here.

38881.

There will be a write-in in the city that author here used to live in and still another one in the

other city that is on the other side of the tunnel, near Berkeley here. Yup, all of this is in the east

bay and this was definitely a long long time ago. The write-ins are all in the morning or at eleven

which means that there are lots of ladies of leisure or gentlemen of leisure, retirees, soccer moms

and soccer dads here who try to pen their novels while tending house here. People who are not in

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traditional office jobs here, but with weird working times here. Maybe their job is writing, the

wish of publishing, of breaking through somewhere in the elusive evasive distance here.

Author here feeds her words to the machine, and then she updates the wordcount number here

and then she peruses the community page which is all about the different regions the world over

where nanowrimo is going on here, and for some weird reason the website has put author’s name

here on the Africa elsewhere page and she even got a letter from the a Africa elsewhere MLA

here and she does not know how to undo this here so it seems that officially she is registered

under the Africa elsewhere region here as home region here. It is funny, but what can you do

here?

39117.

DEMS’ HOUSE OF LIES. That is the headline on Fox News. This woman and the congress man

they are making fun of the theatrics of the impeachment hearings which is how they call it here,

they say that this is a circus and the like here according to Fox News here. So basically it is just

name calling depending on which channel you listen to here.

39183 in words here and it is seven fourteen here. In the evening here. The novel writing is going

well, at least the words are accumulating here and in the morning we will once more hopefully

make it down to the coffee house, look around, absorb what is going on and then get back to the

keyboard to still amass all of these words here in order to finish this in time which seems to be

on November 15 here according to the nanowrimo website here.

39270.

Eric Trump on the telly, he has a beard now.

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39280 in words here. The story of Gabriella, though there is very little talk about her here. The

novel that is somewhere hidden in there, deep in the narrative here. A clear plot would be better,

a structure, like a blueprint, the wooden skeleton of a house- that kind of stuff here. But we will

pull it off like this here too, making up stuff while this is going forward here.

Now Havana. The BBC is now on, and the Spanish monarch is visiting Cuba here.

A meteor falling down onto earth in Missouri. A home camera took the pic here, the video, one

of those security cameras that people install on their houses here. What if the meteor falls down

during daylight, would it be seen here or is it just at night that one can see the falling star here?

39422 words here, a little bit more than five hundred words and this will be done here, done

here.

A BBC travel show about turtles. A woman who is 96 and still very agile here. And now

Seinfeld and Duncan Meyer. Apparently, that is his name here. By the way, the screen saver

image that comes up when we open the laptop here it is an image of a ruin in Lombardy, and it is

ah so very near to the place that we were in Lombardy in Italy here.

And now back to Seinfeld here. Mr. Bela-something here. I chose not to run. It is that episode

here. Wow, a commie. We still got China, Cuba. We got a good run. Well, I’m dating a

communist. And they say that appearance is not important. Yours or hers? Oh, hi, Lois.

39463 here. 39566 here. And Kramer as Santa. And Mickey as Santa’s helper here. This is Ned,

he is a communist, a big communist.

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39587. Mr. Bevalaqua. Kennedy High. This is Lois. Well, you really went bald there. My first

million. I am an architect. The new addition to the Guggenheim. I had a dream. You have a hole

in your sneaker. My driver is waiting.

Mrs. Stafford. George. Oh no, absolutely not. No no no. you couldn’t beat me then and you

cannot beat me now. Race him, Jerry. Alright.

Brush and floss. Waterpik Sonic Fusion. 39660 in words here.

New York Lottery. J. C. Penney. Dunkin’.

39671. 330 words. Needed here.

And now, Anderson Cooper with a guy. Before this, it was Friends. And still another Seinfeld

episode. But yes, now it is Anderson Cooper and some more talk about politics. Which is

definitely getting somewhat boring here. The shows with laugh tracks are definitely more

entertaining than this here. What is the right novel writing background music here? 39735 here,

nine and thirty-six here. An ad for BP. An ad for something called M Tailor. An ad for a car.

Mini.

39758, drive this up to forty thousand words here. At this rate you’ll be done on November 15.

The writing marathon here, writing as community endeavor. It is what it is, a funny way of life.

A funny month here. A funny November challenge here.

Bookstores, grocery stores and coffee houses, that is where the write-ins are happening here.

Where writers congregate in November here. The storytellers of this world of ours here. Who

write in countries where nobody reads anymore. At this time of the game author here feels

slightly fatalistic here. She needs 150 words and then she will be done here and can go and catch

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some z’s here. And now, Mr. Schiff. Who is he? He definitely will be on the telly come

Wednesday morning here. And now, the ridiculist. A funny nme for a list of ridiculous things

here.

An ad for a pain medication here. 39908. Less than one hundred here. And now, Two and a Half

Men and laugh tracks here. Rose and Alan. You are waiting for a prostitute? Nine and fifty in the

evening here. Sixty words needed here. And now Jake and Charlie with this woman and her date.

On a double date. Forty words.

I hate dodge ball, it sucks.

Yeah, I am in a band.

And now back to Alan.

39979.

Not that many words are needed here. Thirteen, twelve here.

And only ten here and we are there, 40000 it is here. 40002. And we unlocked the 40k badge

here, yay ah yay here.

9:07. In the morning of 11/13/2019. 9:07 am. On the telly, King of Queens. Funny stuff here.

Gym, mall walking, running, coffee. All done already here. The weight is standing @ 168, which

means that we are just right back at where we were four months ago here. After that we whittled

it down but yoyo-ed right back up here. So now gotta whittle all of this down here again, because

usually you not only gain the lost weight back but then some here. It is a vicious cycle that

somehow has to be broken here. With pure willpower here, whatever that might be here.

Halloween candy did her in here.

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40125. In words here. On the telly, an ambassador named Taylor talking on Capitol Hill. About

the Ukraine. It is all ‘bout impeachment hearings here. 40150. 40251. O words needed today,

according to the website. Oops, something went wrong here.

So now it I 404 words needed today. There is definitely something wrong with the site here. But

who really cares here? On the telly, a new King of Queens episode here. Raisins and walnuts and

almonds and feta cheese with milk, it is part of this diet of ours here. Quinoa wrap. Banana

bread. So that should amount to 1500 calories here. We had what we need for the day here.

4017, sorry, 40240 here. 2000 words we need today in order to finish this up in time here. On

November 16 as the site says here. Nine and forty-one in the morn her.

40271 words here at eight and forty-one minutes in the evening here. In the night. On the telly,

Anderson Cooper. It seems that this was a very bad day for Trump. The testimony of

Ambassador Trump seems to have been pretty grave, pretty damaging to the person of the

president of the United States here. That seems to be the consensus along all party lines here.

The testimony seems to solidify the doubts that people have vis-a-vis Donald Trump here. It

seems as if at the end of this Donald Trump will have only one ally, himself. This is not good,

not good at all for the Donald here, trust me.

Author here had way too much food. Ice cream, donut, hot chocolate with whip. Maybe she

should not venture out, venturing out for her seems to mean food intake. Major food intake here.

At least at home there is not that much to devour here.

Sure, she went for a run, sure, she did the mall walking thingie, but, let us face it, that will easily

been outdone by all those extra calories all over town here. At least at home she has food at

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certain times, everything is regulated and structured. Outside of the house, it is a free-for-all

here. An extra amount (number) of calories. The calorie intake from hell here.

40495. 74 words needed today. That is not that much here. She has tea and sips it through the

sugar cubes here. One sugar cube per sip here. Well, several sips obviously here. This is how

they do it in Norway. In Oslo. So the story goes here. Tomorrow the Bergen Art Book Fair will

start up here. Maybe next year she will participate. Who does not want to see Norway here? The

adventure of Norway here. It is snowy over there though. The train from Oslo was going through

a winter wonderland here. On an Instagram story here. On the Instagram feed of the art bookfair

here. But it would definitely be an adventure here. Maybe she can make all of these nanowrimo

words into an art book here. Into a fanzine here. What exactly is a fan zine, by the way, here?

Poppy Harlow on the telly.

Tomorrow she will venture out and have a piece of pizza at Whole Foods. For lunch. Not your

traditional pizzeria, but there pizza seemed to be ah so very healthy here. For a pizza. For a slice

of pizza here.

And on the telly, they still are talking ‘bout politics. Seems that everybody has an opinion here.

If push comes to shove, we would definitely rather watch Ross and Rachel. After all, we

definitely feel exactly how Joey would feel if he watched the impeachment hearings, he would

understand zip, zilch and so does yours truly here.

She ponders if she should do the Transit Write-In. would be fun but she has to write with pen and

paper. While the train is going to and fro. Maybe not, she will just feel nauseated here. There is a

write-in in the Central Library on Sunday. She did that last year but in the end she just left and

listened in to an author reading on a different floor here. Maybe she is just not a social writer, she

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is more the type of solitary writer. Writer who works in isolation here. How God intended her to

do here.

And 40842 we have here. In words yay ah yay here.

Writing ah writing here.

Now Rachel Madoff. Or whatever her name is here. The shorthaired woman on MSNBC here.

She is interviewing another lady here, a woman named Barbara Something. 40881 in words here.

She had pistachio ice cream and hot chocolate with whip. She must have gained ten pounds here.

Tomorrow she will see how hard and how big the damage is here. Hahaha. Well, it is not really

funny, it is sad, increased body weight, her body will definitely not thank her. She’d rather run a

marathon here. Either/ or. Either all indulging in sweet food or running a marathon. There is a

middle way here. We should not vie for extremes here. But maybe it comes with the territory,

food intake marathon, running marathon, writing marathon here. Overdoing is king here. How

about starting up a career as a hoarder here? That should be easy, doable. And alas, we are

halfway there already here. Binge watching, we are good at that too here. Jumping from one

extreme to another one here. Moderation is for the birds, so they say, so they say here. 41038

here, in words ah in words here. At this rate you’ll be done on November 16. Today is

Wednesday, November 13, thus Saturday will be November 16. Which means that she will be all

done come Sunday, which is the day of writing on the train here. She ponders, she will not be

going overtime with her words this year now, will she? Once she has reached fifty thousand, that

is it for her here. Last year she took this all the way up to 222000 words here, but this is a tad too

exhausting a job, an endeavor here, now, isn’t it here? 41143. On the telly, whistleblower this

and whistleblower that here. CNN LIVE. 41155, at this rate you’ll be still done on November 16.

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Apparently, there are only some 2000 or so billionaires on this planet here. That seems to be

definitely a wrong number, there are so much more billionaires than this here.

And she did not write all day here. Too much going on. But now she has time to feed some

words to the machine here. It is 11/14/19 at eight nineteen in the evening here. 41230, 41231. At

this rate you will be done on November 17. Two weeks down, writer. She just earned the

fourteen-day badge, two minutes ago here. Yay ah yay here. 312 words needed today here. There

is a Coffeeholic coffee store where writing will happen in the evening on the next day here, yay

ah yay here. Well, you have to take transit after transit to get there but let us face it the name

sounds enticing here. Maybe it is worth checking out here, if not during the day time here. The

sentences, the words that are written down, penned here in a place like that, they must be

fabulous here. There was a documentary about Margaret Atwood here, so we are not published

and there is no documentary about us here, but who cares here, who cares, who cares here.

Celebrity is not everything-it is the only thing. Just kidding because what else can one do here.

Haha. Ha.

41391 in words in words here. Laterne, Laterne, Sonne, Mond und Sterne, …, this is a song that

is sung in Germany at this time of the year. She remembered it now, while watching an

Instagram feed here. Just saying here.

41433.

The coffee house is way out in the boonies, but one can get there easily, ah so easily by train

because it is nestled against the road just seven minutes from the station here. And apparently

according to yelp they have great Oreo cookie cheesecake and great lattes and tiramisu

cheesecake too here. And lots of counter space to write upon here. It sounds ah so enticing here

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even if you do no writing here which would be too much of a drag anyways, to start writing at

seven in the evening, you can do that in here while Don Lemon is on here, while it is warm and

cozy inside here, yay ah yay here. But one could check the place out during the day here and just

imagine writing here. The imaginary writer, she had actually coffee and tea during the day in a

place near another station here, and a peanut butter cookie here, it was nice but it was part of a

chain here that has different filiales all over town here, yup, apparently ah apparently here. 41615

here, words ah words, words here. Fifty words needed today, according to the website here. So,

write up stuff about random things here. She did a tad of running, when she came home from the

bus, four blocks which is not much here but still here, she was all with sweater because it was

cold and chilly here and it was during the day here, it was a slow jog, a slow sprint here and she

ponders if there is a difference between jog and sprint here, is there, ah is there here? 41708,

write on ah type on here. On the telly, talk about the Ukraine investigation here, it is now, nine

oh four here and a beautiful woman is talking about the talks here up on the telly, up on the telly

here.

She could and should drive this up to 42000 here. Somehow it seems that the website is wrong,

at this speed she will finish on November eighteen and not on November seventeen here. On

November 15, she will have 44000 words, on November 16, 46000, on November 17, 48000,

and on November 18, voila, 50000 here, and November 18 is a Monday here, by the way, ah, by

the way here. That is the prognosis for her words here, according to the amount of words that she

has written each and every day here, apparently, ah, apparently here.

41848, write on here and type on here, on the telly, a woman talking with Jim Sciotto and Poppy

Harlow, or Hollow here, and it is all still about the enquiry on the telly here. The name of the

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woman is Jennifer here, the one who is answering questions here. She has cute earrings, that

jump to and fro here, when she moves her head while talking here and answering questions here.

41920 words here, and now the time is forty-seven minutes after nine in the evening, ah, the

night here and we will save this and spellcheck, spellcheck here.

41949 in words here, some more words ah some more words here and this will eventually stand

at forty-two thousand here and then we might just wrap this up and go to sleep here and call it a

night here. Twelve more words and then we will be there, yay, two, one, 42000 it is, it is here.

Yay ah yay, yay ah yay here. On average, you write 3000 words here, so the site. Actually, if that

was accurate, we would have ninety thousand words come November thirty here. So, something

is fishy about this statement here. Hmm, hmm. Food for thought, ah, food for thought here.

There will be a culture crawl, actually, it started today here. Art, design, crafts and

demonstrations (demos, not protests) by artists here. And once more, the woman on the telly

talking about the impeachment enquiry here. Tomorrow the Yovanovitch woman will be on

Capitol Hill, that testimony will be behind closed doors, so the woman on the telly is saying here.

The Yovanovitch lady was the ambassador to the Ukraine here. She is a career diplomat, so they

say on the telly here.

42137 words here.

Three fifty-five. In the afternoon. Sunset will be around four thirty. Though at this time, it is still

bright and shiny outside. Well, bright, not necessarily shiny here. But it seems kind of weird that

it will be dark in half an hour. Because at this time it is still ah so very afternoony here. Big Bang

on the telly. On a channel that is different from the one that she usually has on here. Because on

that one, Big Bang Theory starts at four and on this one it ends at four here. She ponders, maybe

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she should really watch what counts here, what is important here. The impeachment stuffi-muffi

here. In the morning on the train, two persons were talking about that. She does not quite

remember when and where it was. Maybe it was on the way to the airport. Or coming from the

airport. Two men. Yup, maybe, it was on the way to the airport and later she saw one of those

persons in the hotel at the airport because there was something like a meeting going on, there

always is. Breakfast meetings, brunch meetings and usually these are meetings and conferences

by very obscure businesses, totally unheard-of firms here. The rooms are very small, so there are

usually only six people meeting up here to talk shop or to have a reason to have a nice morning

brunch here. On company expense here.

Afterwards author here walked forever near the water in what seemed like 26 miles, but let us

face it, it might have just been three kilometers here. She bought an umbrella and the man in the

supermarket eyed her. She got the umbrella in a different shop, but it was in the package because

that is what she does, she uses the umbrella and then puts it back in the plastic cover so that it

does not drop water on the floor in the mall. But now the person in the grocery store thinks that

she is a thief or something here. Ah, well, at least we have something to write about here. She

might still go out to the coffee house in the other city, because there is a write-in that starts up in

the evening at seven. A trek out just to look at other persons who too are aspiring writers here.

Who might be better than her or worse than her. The competition, fellow writers here. People

who have nothing better to do in November than formulate a book here, fashion a book here.

People without any social lives whatsoever here. Fellow nerds. Fellow losers here. At least that is

what one person hinted at. Is anybody here published? No? Aha (meaningful). That was in the

Central Library, a long time ago here.

On the telly, Penny’s father here.

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He is a famous actor though we cannot quite place him here. Maybe he was in a movie with that

famous actress, who was a model too and who now sells furniture. Well, she is on the

commercial, Lazy Boy here.

42651 in words ah in words here.

We have ice cream which is not that good because we have to make sure not to finish the tub

here. And a tub it is, a gallon, two gallons, maybe. Just kidding, but it is still pretty big a box

here. Those overpriced designer ice creams are much better, at least you do not ruin your figure

that much, if you overindulge here. Ice cream ice cream ice cream here. Zero words needed

today here. According to the website. That website, it is pretty off here. Kinda sick. It seems to

have the sniffles here. Nothing seems to really work on it here. Four and fifteen minutes here.

11/15/19. On the telly, Bernadette here. Raj. Raj’s fiancé or girlfriend here. And now it is

Sheldon here.

Her weight ah her weight here. 169 pounds here. Better than 170. But much worse than 160. She

gained. She had lost twenty pounds, but ten pounds are back on her bones again here. Yoyo ah

yoyo here. Why does that happen? I will tell you why. Sandwich with cheese and pancakes with

Nutella therein. Yup, no mystery here, this is how it happens here. The cream cake in the cozy

little bakery in the bougie place of town here. Bougie is a word that author here learned the day

before. Bougie bougie bougie here. Boilerplate, what does that mean? Howard Wolowitz just

used it when talking to this man in uniform here. Boilerplate, you can google it here. I guess it

means routine here in this context here. 42908 here, she should go once more for a walk here.

One foot in front of the other and you will be as skinny as Twiggy here. Anything but binge-

watching here.

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And now it is twelve minutes after six. Pitch-dark outside. It feels desolate here but at least the

telly is keeping us company here. And then there is the book that wants to be written, that vies

for our words here, calls for (calls out to) the writers, the ecrivee’s input here. Is ecrivee French

for writer? Maybe, maybe not. It is now, why not ah why not here. Let us just make up words

here, left and right and center here. On the telly, Chris Cuomo here and all the time they are

saying “on a Friday night”, apparently, all of these people on TV hate that they have to be at

work on a Friday night here, even if it is on TV, even if they are on screens in cities far away

from New York City here, in different time zones, for them there is no glamour in this, it is just

another day at the office, they are like firemen, they are like cops, they are shift workers and

nothing more here, at least in their own minds here, apparently ah apparently here. The

Chocoholic (Coffeeholic?) place will start up in the other city but who wants to walk through the

streaming rain to meet up with total strangers and talk shop here. There might be a write-in

tomorrow, on Saturday morning in the main library in the city here, but it is kind of a depressing

place here, they do not give us nanowrimo people the big hall anymore, they make us write in

this small room here and that is not something anybody wants here. At least that is how it seems

here, that is how it seems here. If you are a writer and are part of nanowrimo, then you want to

be sitting in the biggest and most glamorous room, the bestest bookshop, the biggest library, one

that was designed by a two times Pritzker winner here. She ponders, do they even give out

Pritzkers twice? Like Oscars here or Nobel prizes here. Though last time we checked, Madame

Curie was the only one who won the prize twice here. Einstein? Maybe we have it all wrong

here, that happens when what you do is typing up balderdash here and call it a novel here. And

who wants to write novels anyways here. Tall tales. Any seafarer can do that, any whaler, any

fisherman here. Apparently, ah, apparently here.

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43339, typing ah typing here. Six and twenty-three, a rainy Friday night here. Dark and full of

ghosts here. 43358, wrote on ah write on here. And once more impeachment impeachment here.

Once more he said “On a Friday night”, Chris Cuomo that is here. It is six forty-six and on

Saturday (tomorrow) there will be a transit write-in. one that will be on for five hours here. From

ten to three. With a break for lunch. Maybe we will make it, maybe not. Might be fun to check it

out, but apparently the writing will be on paper, pen and paper here, ah so very old school, which

spells basically “inconvenient” here. Writing as adventure, ah well ah well here. 43477, in words

ah in words here. She ponders, apparently others are doing what she here does, describe writers.

At least two of the nanowrimo people do so here. Subject matter WRITER, seems to be as legit a

subject matter as any here.

So we missed the transit write-in. mainly because we thought it starts at ten and it started at

eleven. So we left because we thought we missed it. Not realizing that they will be there an hour

later. The meetup was at eleven instead of ten. She ponders, was it written somewhere that it was

at ten. Must have been like that, why else did we think of ten instead of eleven here. Last year it

was at twelve, at noon here. But nothing lost here, we came home, and it is ah so rainy anyways

here. We would have driven through the rain. While it was darker than it already is here. At least

now, we can just write this up here. On the train, no writing could have happened here. And on

the telly, Sheldon is talking here. Yup, Big Bang Theory it is here. One and fourteen in the

afternoon, had ice cream and had pizza pops here. Now, obviously, a stomachache. Too much ice

cream and two pizza pops do you in, every time here. Good that she did not have a turkey melt in

the mall, it would be way too much here. Two liters of ice cream, way too much here. In the

morning it was a banana bread and a coffee here. With cream therein. In the coffee place next to

the gas station here. She was in the airport and in the casino. And in the hotel in downtown here.

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A lot of transit in-between all of these places here. Because it is a transit write-in, we did a lot of

riding on transit here. So we did not write while the train is going, it makes us sick anyways here.

Might as well sit put in here and write up the story here. She looked through book blurbs, what

would be the blurb for her story here? Gabriella is writing a book? A bunch of people write

together in unison? An army of writers? One soldier in an army of writers? She ponders if she

should read through children’s’ books, they are usually very short stories and one can just

embellish them here. Yup, maybe we should start that up here. Still another Big Bang episode

here. Today was supposed to be the day of Friends reruns but apparently it morphed into a Big

Bang binge here.

43915, in words, ah, in words here. Rain outside, yup, it is a monsoon here.

Seventy more words and this will stand at 44 thousand here which is such a nice number here. It

is all about numbers for her here. The measuring of the amount of words in a story here. She

ponders, does it depend on the language, how fast one can finish this up here? What with the

inscription on a cereal box always being longer when in French here compared to its English

counterpart here. And now Sheldon, Sheldon here. 44009 yay ah yay here. At this rate you will

be done on November 18 here according to the website here. One forty in the afternoon on a

Saturday, a rainy Saturday at that, in November here on the pacific coast here.

44051 here.

Three and fifty-seven. The last gasps of a Seinfeld rerun that she has seen ah so many times

before here. A Nanaimo bar and a peppermint tea in the coffee house next to the gas station.

First, she parked near the fish place but then she changed her mind because she was parked too

near to an ah so big, big SUV here and she would not have been getting out here. Or to be

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precise, she parked away from the SUV so the car that would have been parked next to her

would have been parked too near to her to get out without getting into an accident here. So, she

had to go out and park next to the high school in order to have ample amount for parking here.

So what, she walked a tiny bit through the rain which at this time did drizzle solely anyways

here. On the telly, Big Bang again here, an episode we watched ah so many times here.

Sheldon talking. Anyhoo, back to the coffee place, a Nanaimo bar and a peppermint tea. The

lady gave it to her in china or what passes as china in the coffee house. It is actually plastic, but it

looks as if it is porcelain here. The lady asked if she is staying here inside, so that is why she did

not get paper here. No paper cup for you, we are nice to the trees here.

Author sat at the chair that overlooked the place, kind of like a barstool but it is not a bar, it is a

coffee house here.

Yup, the sitting in the coffee place here. So many people meeting up, the coffee house is ah so

full here and hectic happiness is ah so palpable. Or something like that here. The sandwich place

just three stores down is empty empty, nobody is in there, this coffee place on the other hand is

warm and red and green here. Red as in the aprons of the people behind the counter and green as

in, well, everything else seems to be green here, the logo and all. And then there is the big map

on the wall that says “three coffee regions of the world” here. People are talking and talking with

each other, socializing while sipping hot beverages here. The coconut from the Nanaimo bar gets

in between her teeth here and she cannot take the teabag out but finally it gets out here. The little

yarn thingie from the teabag, the young barista had secured it on the handle of the coffee mug

and it is tough to loosen it up here. Finally, we succeed here.

The coffee place at four, interesting here.

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And now it is two minutes after five in the afternoon, she went on the website of her home

region, yes, there was a debate that the transit write-in might start at eleven or it might start at

ten. Apparently, there were different starting times on the site and that is why it got confusing

here. In the end it was said that it starts at eleven but author here did not see that in time, so she

thought that it is starting up at ten and that is why she was there at ten and did miss the others,

well, they were not there as of yet here, they all came to that place at eleven here, next to the

Starbucks and the Subway sandwich place here, under the big clock in the big hall here. 44643,

tomorrow, the writers will meet up in the downtown library here and do their write-in over there,

apparently ah apparently here.

In the end there will be a wrap-up party on November first, sorry, on December first here but

author here will be outta town, in California, next to the place where all of this started,

somewhere in the East Bay here, Oakland Berkeley Danville here. The East Bay region, we

know this all like the back of our hand here, the inside of our hand here, the palm of the hand,

yes, that is how it is, how it is here. On the telly, the news here out of Edmonton, apparently,

here. A man without hair on his head and with glasses on his nose here, he is talking to the

camera here and now it is all about Calgary here, apparently, this is a station out of Alberta here.

44797, it is now pitch dark outside here and we are typing this up here and start to write this up

here, words, ah, words here and words here.

A fire blaze in Toronto here, not good, and it is now five and eleven here and we are writing and

typing this up here. Maybe socializing is by far the best for writers, talking shop here, as if this is

a creative writing class here. Maybe she should take something like a creative writing course,

maybe, even one online here. Let us figure out where one can do that, Columbia College in New

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York City, they have something like that here. Or maybe Bennington, Bard, Oberlin. Schools

that are into poetry here. Yale? Oxford?

Only the best will do here. Then again, the local community college teaches this too here,

besides, creative writing is just something that you do here.

44946, this will stand at 45000 here at a certain time here, within a certain timespan here, a

certain time frame here.

The news is dire here, the fire and people without homes because of the fire here and a woman

talking to the news here.

Eight more words and this will stand at 45000 here. Five thousand more are needed to finish this

up here.

5:26 in the PM here. A nice day and by the way, it is the sixteenth of the month here. A Saturday

in November, we went to the airport and to downtown and to the casino and we did not have any

alcohol as of yet because we are writing and need to be utterly sober in order to type up coherent

thoughts here, this is how it is, how it is here. The day before she was in this distillery where

they sell flights, but she hardly had any sip because she was supposed to drive here, and the

drinks were definitely more than potent here. The alcohol in those drinks were like 38 per

volume and thus we just did not do it here. Shots are like that here, and they have bourbon and

whiskey and it is really a nice place, but the drinks are super potent here. It is a place for

daydrinking, dinking, having hard liquor during the day here. Just like the Sake place around the

corner here. This is all, where the art school used to be, on the island here, nowadays everything

has changed and the art school has moved to a new place far away here. Author here just looked

at these beautiful paintings, watercolor, of birds that this lady has done, gorgeous stuff here, little

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cards and very well delivered here. Now this is real art here, not the contextual bullshit that they

delivered in the art school here. Aesthetics, that is what it is all about here. The painting place

did not deliver, they make you write about art and then you end up typing li’l words here and you

are not that good with words and not that good with paint and pen here and thus you are one of

those artists that will not go anywhere and their art work will just disseminate and turn to dust

here and there is no immortality but merely mortality here. Ah well ah well ah well here.

45347.at this rate, you will be done on November 18. So the site here. Apparently, there will be a

wrap-up party in the Australian brewery slash pub in downtown here on the Sunday come

December here, December second, apparently. And so it will be in all of the other nanowrimo

places here. We could look around on the site and look at pics of nanowrimo here and the

meetings and the socializings by total strangers who are basically doing the same thing that she is

doing here. Participating in penning a novel here. And now it is Friends on the telly here. Joey

talking to Phoebe’s fiancé here. The one that is played by Paul Rudd here. Who still looks the

same here, by the way here. A giant ice sculpture. In the hallway here. It is sent to the billing

address and not to the address where the wedding will be here. Crazy bitch again. Monica is

supposed to be a bitch again so that everything will work out here, apparently here. But then

again there is a snowstorm and the photographer will not be able to come from New Jersey. Ah,

New York weather, all blizzards or heat waves here, apparently, that is how the story goes here.

45560, we might as well drive this all up to 46 thousand words here. The magical wordcount that

says that you put in a whole day of work here, it testifies to the one honest day of work here.

Then again, all we are doing, is typing, we are not moving rocks here.

45613 here, 45616 here.

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45617 here. I50 pages we have here. And on the telly, phoebe is getting married here. 45633

here.

It seems that the marathon runners in New York City did not move since the third of November

here. Two weeks of rest after running a marathon here. There was this runner in Chicago and she

put pics of Wrigley Center up, whatever that is here.

She ponders, is her story good enough here? Is it even a story here? 45696 here, in words ah in

words here. Seven ten, evening writing time here. She is a dedicated writer here, puts in all of the

time in here, but is that enough? Who knows, ah, who knows here. You just keep on trecking,

truckin’ here. One foot in front of the other, one letter typed after the other here. All the li’l

elements that make up for the whole here. The construction of an entity out of little pieces. Kind

of like a mosaic here, little shiny stones and then a whole image here. Smaller parts and then the

end result here. A book, a novel, something like that ah something of that kind here. And by the

way, this is standing @ 45818 here. Four and five and eight and one and eight here. Two

hundred words or so to go here and then we can call it a day here or, better, a night here. She

wonders, if the rain is still coming down on the city here.

Seven fifteen, by the way here. At this rate, you will be done on November 17. Wow, that is

tomorrow here, tomorrow will be November seventeen, a Sunday here. Maybe, she should not

venture out to the Central Library here, because she will only lose time here, time, that should be

put to use in front of the typing machine here. In order to finish this up, though, what will she do

once she is done here? Just stop short after moving over the finish line here? Stop in her tracks,

cold? Well, we will decide about that, on this, once we get there. On the telly, news, Aljazeera

here, an election in a part of the world far away here.

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Thirteen words and this will be done for the day here. Two more and now this is standing at

46006 here, apparently, ah, apparently here.

And the rain is coming down on the city. The lights that are reflected in the asphalt, very

cinematic. The neon lights on the ground here. Author never saw something like this, it is as if

you are in Vegas on the strip. It is just a coffee run, but there are all those little lights glistening

like a myriad of little glowworms, it is a totally different place here, the suburban street with

trees, the treelined ah so boring all nature place suddenly is becoming ghetto, urban what with all

the rain that is coming down on the city and it suddenly morphed into a city from boring suburb

here, it is all about the lights and the reflections of the lights here, there is urban drama and the

like here, theatrics and it is all out of nowhere, it is not pitch-dark and not bright light, anything

can happen in this kind of atmosphere, it is bright light big city just because of the change in

lighting in the glistening surface of the infinity pool that is the regular suburban street here, the

hill up and the hill down here, the greyness that is now soaked and is a darkish anthracite here,

author here ponders how many words can she throw at the descript of an inanimate object, the

landscape, which actually is ever motioning because she herself is driving through, is ever

moving here. 46247, the coffee is slightly cold here, the banana loaf is gooey and there is the

disheveled man who is writing his masterpiece and he has an apple and an orange next to his

laptop here. A thin woman all in black comes in, a reminder to author here that she too has to be

thin, so that she cannot feel her heart anymore here, skinniness is health and extra fat signals

disease and surgery and interrupted life here, yes, we have to stick to this, a piece of banana

bread and coffee with cream and then a quinoa wrap and then nothing anymore until a new

banana bread the next morning here, portion control is paramount until we will lose the last ten

pounds here, the ones that have creeped up in October of this year here. 6, sorry, 46384 in words

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here, Fareed Zakaria on the telly, yup, it is a Sunday morning here, while the rain is prasseling

down on this city of ours here. Seven fifty in the morning here, the seventeenth of November of

two thousand and nineteen here.

There will be a write-in in the city library, but it will be tough to get there, even with the dark

pink umbrella here, her foot hurts, her left one, where the nail of the middle toe is pressed upon

by the Swiss shoe here which sounds kind of weird, the shoe is made in Vietnam but it is

designed in Switzerland in this design studio that lies behind the train station here, next to the

Limmat which is the river there in Zurich and author here has been there ah so many times, in

another life here, apparently ah apparently here.

Nowadays she writes books that nobody reads here. Just like 222000 writers the world over who

have too much time on their hands and do that as diversion, as hobby here just as they used to

embroider pillows to lay on the sofa in the corner here. Author here tries to use as many words as

she can in order to describe something, wordiness ia the main goal here, if you have to fulfill the

requirement of fifty words in thirty day here. 46617, 4000 words are still needed, still needed

here.

Eight oh eight, raininess outside here, it is now daylight though definitely ah so grey day light

here, greylight, so to speak here. Not day light but greylight. What a pun here. Did you just think

of that?

153 pages, 46667 in words here. At this rate you will be done on November 18. So the site here.

Who are the people who will treck down to the library while the rain is coming down, who will

weather the monsoon to meet up here. To write with other writers, volunteering their time for a

goal where there will be no payment, at least, none in the foreseeable future here. It is a quest

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that will or will not go anywhere, it is not a nine to five job, writing, that is here. And especially

the writing of a novel here whatever a novel might be constituting here.

46773 in words here, 46777.

Eight seventeen. Morning ah morning here. If she wants to be there in the library, she has to

leave about now. But nah, just sit at the typing machine and finish the novel here in one big

swoop here. Make sure that your back will hurt, and your neck will hurt because, let us face it,

that is what happens to your body after incessant typing here. Maybe she will stand up from the

laptop and walk around a tad here so that her back will not cramp up too much here and just a tad

here. She might go again down to the coffee place, at some point in the afternoon here. A

Nanaimo bar and peppermint tea or something like that here, just as she had the day before, and

it is a Sunday, so there will be many people, and it will be peoplewatch galore here.

46927. 46928. 8:28 AM. 11/17/19. Words onto the page here. The smell of a cooked egg here.

Somebody just had an egg and it smells, well, like hard boiled eggs smell here. Enticing here.

Enticingly, the wafts of the hard boiled warm egg here. The wafting must be more from the yolk

then from the white here. The whiffs of a hard-boiled egg, At least that is what author here

thinks, she did not really check it scientifically here. Then again, you cannot really measure odor

on a scale of one to ten, can you? Isn’t sense of smell subjective here? The odor of, say, a glass

of wine. How can you quantify that here, how do people who measure the potentness of perfume

do it? Because, let us face it, that is the job of many people on this earth here. People pay big

bucks for the work of persons who have a discriminate way of smelling, who can discern

different odors here. Or something like that here, maybe not exactly big bucks here. But maybe,

or definitely, they make more money than people who write novels as a sport here, as a hobby

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here. Writer hobbyists here, people who participate in nanowrimo like yours truly here does on a

rainy day in late or mid to late November here. And 47150 in words here.

Author here just read something about the actor who played Frasier, because it just popped up

when she was typing in NANOWRIMO in order to change the wordcount on the nanowrimo site

here. That and something about the biggest one-hit-wonders of all times here. Seems that her

computer thinks that she is ah so very interested in entertainment news here. Kelsey Grammar

and his ex. Apparently one of the participants on The Real Housewives of whatever thinks that

Kelsey Grammar is pathetic or the ex is or one ex disapproves of the other ex here, well, duh,

that is why they are exes here. And now they gossip on the telly about Trump and this person

who talks is a very famous journalist and we do not remember his name but we know his face.

No name recognition, but face recognition here. And apparently his opinions always suck, he is

one big biased guy here. Well big on biases and not on stature here. He is very midwestern and

not in agood way here. Midwestern as sympathetic to the KKK here.

47334 in words here. She might just finish this up by three in the afternoon here because that is

when the write-in in the library in downtown will wrap up here. It is ah so much better to type

this all up in one big whoosh here instead of walking through the rain and taking the bus and

then walk some more to reach the library building and then venture up to the fifth floor and find

the room that says nanowrimo on the outside here. The room is small, she saw it last year.

Whereas in the old times they sat in a really big room, but we said tat already here in this novel

which is not really a novel but more like a documentary about the life of one person who

participates in nanowrimo here. Her days, her life in early to mid-November here. 47480 here, ah

yay ah yay here. And we updated our progress on the website because that is what it says here on

the site. “Update your progress” and then you click on the plus sign and well, update the

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wordcount here. Some days ago, it did not work in the right fashion here, but it seems that now

they eliminated the glitch, and now it is working just fine, the “update your wordcount” (update

your progress) feature here on the nanowrimo site. Tolstoy did not have to do that when writing

War and Peace neither did Herman Melville when penning Moby Dick here. Something like that

or something like that here. And once more, is it Hermann Melville or Herbert Melville here?

Update progress here. She can just click on the feature that takes you back to the updating of

wordcount window here. Well, she minimizes and maximizes the window here. Ah technology

technology here. Battle technology and work with technology, it is definitely a love hate

relationship here, and not a very functional one at that, more like a dysfunctional one here. Love-

hate, yup that seems to be the right descriptive word (expression) here. Now a man who talks

from Northwestern, because that is what it says on the background, so, chances are he is a prof at

Northwestern here. And he wears glasses and does not have hair here. And he says processes, the

plural of process, very articulate a guy here. He talks very professorial here. He does not have

hair and so does the person who interviews him. No hair seems to equal intellectualism here.

You lose one hair with every thought here. Hahaha. 47754 here, and write and type and write

some more here. 47772. At this rate you’ll be done on November 18. And the site cannot be

wrong here. Then again, we might just beat it and finish this up here before noon. If we just keep

on typing here. One big whoosh, one big sweep. Whoosh or swoosh or sweep here, whatever the

best word is to describe this here. Novel writing here is all about finding the right words here and

it is very subjective, there is no objective way to choose between word A and word B here.

And now, let us elaborate a tad on subject matter. There is a total lack of subject matter in this

novel of ours here. Or at least there is no gripping subject matter here, no murder, no drama here.

Today is Sunday, so there will be columbo on the telly here. At eight in the evening, each and

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every Sunday here. The man in the crumpled-up raincoat with the strong New York accent here

working for the LAPD here. Who always is into this nursery song, “Jack and Jill went up the

hill” or whatever it is here when he thinks about stuff. “One more thing”, that is what he always

says here.

Now there is a gripping story here even though the viewer knows who the murderer is here. And

Columbo usually knows too from the get-go here. 48001, ah who would have thought here, who

would have thought here. We will finish this up by noon here on November seventeen, which is

quite a thing here, quite a thing here. Quite a feat, yup, “feat”, that is the word we were looking

for here. In writing, there always is a word that is on the tip of your tongue and you have to

search through your vocab to remember it here. 48073 in words ah in words here. Nine fifteen in

the morning here on a grey and drizzly, rained-in November morning here. 48096. 14000

persons have donated, but that is definitely not a big number, it is a fraction of 222000 here. Less

than every tenth participant donates because, let us face it, we as participants put in the legwork,

the sweat, in here, we are providing all of these words here.

48147, in words ah in words here.

The novel is stalling, mainly because it is not a novel. No sci-fi, no romance, no mystery here. A

genre-defying novel here. A non-novel, the non-novel par excellence here. She could go down to

the coffee house for still another time here, because it is more fun to sit around real live people

than to sit cooped up in here and type and type some more here. Yes, there is a screen (the telly,

not the screen of the laptop here) and yes, we can see the street out there from here, but still the

movement, the physical motioning of real humans, that is something else here. Ms. Atwood said

that she liked to use pen and paper, well, so did author here, but nowadays it is typing, a typing

machine here, because she is not that worried about the quality of her words here, she is worried

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about the quantity of her words here. It comes with the territory of being a participant in

nanowrimo, just like a marathoner does not think about, does not worry about form but about

how fast he or she is here, how much it takes to get to the goal here, to the finish line here. The

goal is everything, the preoccupation with results here.

There should be another chapter here, author is not quite sure at which chapter she is here,

sixteen or seventeen, ah, let us do this asymmetrically here. One long last chapter here, we can

defy the conventions of novel writing here, this is no traditional novel anyways, who will publish

it anyways, all we can do is selfpublish this and bind it as a zine and sell it in a zine fair here just

like you sell self-made (home-made) cookies or self-made knitwear here in a church basement or

something here. Mosque, synagogue, temple here. Well, church basements seem to be the most

keen on craft sales here.

The Bergen Art Fair is going on at the Bergen Kunsthal, well it might just have wrapped up here

because, if it is nine forty here, it might just be late afternoon in Norway here. Where exactly is

Bergen, how far is it from Oslo here? It sounds very exotic, the Bergen Art Fair on the other side

of this planet of ours here. Art book fairs, that is where nanowrimo novels will be sold here.

Maybe we should have nanowrimo bookfairs here. Just a thought here, a proposal, somebody has

to figure out the logistics here. Somebody who is good at planning stuff here. Not one of the

authors, they suck at planning, apparently. They are the poets; they sing for a living here. They

dance for a living, they perform here. 48605. They talk about Paul Begala, whoever that is here.

48616, at this rate you will finish on November 17. Wait, that is today, the site itself in its

infinite authority proposes that we will finish this up come midnite of today here. Or even before

this here. There will be a sign next to her handle, a crown, jubilation. Because that is what

happens once that you reach fifty-thousand here. You have to upload your words and voila, you

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are there. Nobody cares about the quality of your words here, you might even just type the same

word fifty thousand times here. All that the site cares about, is the number, the amount of the

words here. And now they talk about Mr. Rogers here. The widow of Mr. Rogers here.

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EPILOGUE

Yup, this is how this rolls here. We might as well finish this up with an epilogue, mainly because

we are not quite sure what chapter this is standing on here. Though if we go over fifty thousand,

then we have to change this once more here. Then the epilogue will morph into still another

chapter here, one of a myriad of chapters here. One of many. And then there is the problem that

there is no prologue here. And are epilogues more the stuff of non-fiction texts here? How does

this all really work here? What are the traditions of novel writing here?

48843 here.

Oops, something went wrong. So the website here. Fareed’s take here. He uses the word

neophyte when describing the Ukrainian president or prime minister here. Because he met him

when he was new to his job here.

The last words of the amazing novel here. Seventeen days ago we started this up here. The

nanowrimo novel, one of many here. She did this since 2009, and this is one of many projects.

Sometimes she did not finish here, one year she only had 72 or 75 words here. But most of the

times, it went all up to fifty thousand here and last year, she went all overboard and had 200

thousand words on November thirty here. 200 000 and then some here. Next to a quarter million

words here.

This now is standing at 48980 words here. And now Fareed Zakaria is talking to Ukrainians. To

a good-looking woman named Svetlana. And now a man without hair who has a strong accent

here.

160 pages and the nanowrimo of hers is coming to an end here. 49022, not that many words are

needed here. It is eighteen minutes after ten, no wait, nineteen minutes after ten in the morning

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here. We do not really talk anymore about the woman named Gabriella with two T’s, she just

vanished, the lost character in the novel here. Somehow, she was replaced with the writer herself

here. Or maybe the writer is Gabriella here? Ah, the construct of a novel, its inner logic here. It is

the stuff that college courses are made of, college lectures, syllabi. They discuss the inner

workings of a novel here, the writer just produces the stuff, the product here. Somebody else will

then analyze it and rate its validity or non-validity for that matter here. The writers of the local

nanowrimo group, they will meet up in an hour or so and then there is another write-in still, in a

coffee house in the other city here. Later in the day here or maybe around the same time as the

library write-in is happening here. We here have 49195 words here, so we might just finish this

by the hour here. And then do whatever we feel like. Maybe even go down to the library and

walk by the room where the rest of the wrimos are still writing ah writing here. See them

struggle while you bathe in the notion that you have finished this up here. Like a marathon

finisher who sees the left-behind ones struggle to reach the finish line here. While you yourself

have the blanket around your shoulders and the medal hanging from your neck already here and

have changed into flipflops already here. That kind of feel, that kind of sight here.

The chore that has been fulfilled, so that we can go out and run after other chores here. 49325,

not that many words are needed here. On the telly, a woman who talks about politics here,

enthusiastically here. How can you really be enthusiastic about politics? Is it not dry, all about

policies and the like here? And now Fareed Zakaria asking her questions in his measured and

serious manner here. Though it is more measured, not necessarily that serious here. There is

always an element of entertainer in these journalists who talk on the telly here. They analyze, but

at the same time, they perform, they entertain. They wear make-up for the camera, somebody

powders their noses between takes here, somebody combs their hair for the camera here. They

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make sure to not have pimples to distract from the message here. Their tie is straight and if it

stands crooked, then that is intended too here. After all, they are paid for by sponsors and they do

not want to lose advertisers. The networks, that is here.

This is a rerun, we saw this already here in the morning. It is now ten and thirty-nine minutes

here, this show was on in the morning too, earlier in the morning here. This is the second time

that this interview is on here.

49529 and we are reaching this, it is definitely homestretch time here. Even if this will continue

and it might or it might not here, at this point, it is all about reaching the fifty thousand word cut-

off here.

My next guest, so Fareed Zakaria here.

69575, sorry, 49577 here. Does Zakaria wake up in the night and talk like this here, does he talk

to the barista in the local coffee shop just as he does on the telly here, in front of the camera

here? Asking for a double something latte in a measured manner here. A cappuccino here, a

Frappuccino here. And 4964 it is it is here. Sorry, 49641 here.

More from less. That is the book they are talking about here. “More from less” is the title of the

book here. By a prof at MIT here.

So yes, we misspelled the word “kunsthall” when we talked about the Bergen Art Book Fair

which is happening at the Bergen Kunsthall here. We first spelled it “hal” instead of “hall”, (we

thought that that is how it would be written in Norwegian here), maybe, we will go back and

alleviate it (that) here. Let us see what we will do here in the amazingish novel here. By the way,

there was a marathon in Shanghai, so Instagram here (the shoe company out of Zurich told us

here). How did we really live before Instagram here? Now, there is news from all over the world

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here, though, ah so very personalized info here, the news according to the insta accounts that you

tend to follow here. Apparently, ah apparently here.

49772 in words here and a woman is talking on the telly here, impeachment this and

impeachment that here. The weather seems to be nicer, less water is coming down here, we do

not hear each and every drop coming down here anymore here.

409816 here, we can just type this up here and finish this up here. It is just like at the end of a

marathon when no runner thinks or cares about form anymore and just wants to finish this up

here. Same with writing in the homestretch, the number of words is what counts here and not the

spelling, the grammar here, quantity over substance, that is what it is what it is here. The

commas in the wrong place ah we can go back here later here.

49906, write on here and type on here.

And now this is standing at 49947 and by the way, Buttigieg is the frontrunner now here. And

49960 it is here apparently ah apparently here. His speech in Des Moines. And what has

Bloomberg to say here? Stop and frisk and he is apologizing here. I did not understand. Yeah

right, nobody will believe that here. An eighty-year-old man does not make mistakes here. A one

eighty for a man this old and wise here. Kind of fishy huh. And 50024 it is it is here. Even the

lady on the telly says that some people think that his apology is not genuine and is just so that

people will vote for him here. But that said, we would vote for Bloomberg here. Or Sanders here.

Biden maybe. And on that note, 50069 it is it is here. 50080, 50081 here. The novel has come to

and end here, 11:38 AM, before noon, yay ah yay here. 11/17, 2019. 50101 here. You are an

official NaNoWriMO winner. According to the site here, yay ah yay here.

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And we finished this in time before noon here. November seventeen, 50120 words here, yay ah

yay here.

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GABRIELLA

1.

Gabriella just moved to the new neighborhood. It is a nice place, very small though. A one-

bedroom apartment in Chelsea. She will be on the lease for a month. Well, actually she is

subletting the place from this student who visits his family for the summer back in Germany. She

never met him, but a friend of a friend arranged this. It is kind of weird to live in somebody

else’s place, in somebody else’s surroundings. But the price was reasonable though not that

much less than staying in a hotel each and every night for one month here. Maybe she should

have gone the hotel route but what is done is done now here.

She wants to write the novel for National Novel Writing Month. She figured that it was worth to

move for a month to New York City and just write. It will give her attempts at writing a boost

here. After all, writers used to flock to Paris in the late twenties and penned their master pieces.

There is something about the diaspora that makes you think in new ways. That makes you

creative. Or something like that. New food, maybe, though in this case it is a two-dollar hot dog

and she can have that back home for one and a half bucks in Costco and throw in a soda in too

here. So maybe the move to the city from suburban Minnesota is not that good an idea here. And

besides, she is not in her twenties, she is pushing 65. Not yet, mind you, there are six months left

in adulthood here, six months away from seniorcitizendom here. Live, live, because once you

walked over that threshold it is all downhill from there.

She ponders, because let us face it, your middle-of the road poets slash novelists, they do not

think about stuff, they ponder. She has this friend from high school who now lives in Patchogue

and who owns this cute little cupcake shop. She will go there and meet up and talk old times,

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well, after she has figured out how to get to Patchogue. And where is it anyways, Upstate New

York or Long Island. And is there even a difference. All that she knows about New York City is

from watching Seinfeld and Friends here. Well, Seinfeld, they lived near Amsterdam Avenue

which is more midtown or even above what is supposed to be midtown. Columbus Circle,

maybe. And Friends, they lived in the village, wherever that is here, somewhere near

Washington Square, New York City, it is a small place but it has tons of neighborhoods smushed

together. Yup, that is how cities roll and it is ah so very different from suburbia here. Suburbs

they are all the same, on the other hand cities are all the same, too.

Her main focus, of course, will be the novel. The writing of the novel.

She has to make sure not to gain weight though, she tends to gain weight ah so easily here, but it

is New York city, you walk everywhere. You have to run up and down stairs, constantly to catch

the L or the F-train here. Ah, New York New York, Frankieboy could not have been wrong here.

You leave Hoboken for New York; you also leave Minnesota for New York here. To become a

famous novelist here. Or not here.

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2.

November second. There is a write-in in Whole Foods in Tribeca. She could go there or just sit

put at her laptop and type up the novel. Fifty thousand words, that is more a novella here. Easy

peasy, you can do that in one sitting. She had a coffee in the coffee shop near twenty-third. At

the corner next to the city bikes. Well, technically, the city bikes are in front of the hotel, that

cute boutiquey hotel off Eighth. But it sounds nicer if she refers to the coffee shop as being next

to the city bike stand. It sounds more urban, more ghetto maybe. She ponders, is she using the

right words here to describe stuff. Can she take creative licenses with locales? Who will really

check if these places exist in the real world? Gabriella is not quite sure if she should even write

about her own life in the city, maybe she should totally separate the life of the protagonist from

her own life. Not mix fiction with reality, after all, we do not want to go insane here.

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3.

Day four of writing. She has ten thousand words already. This is going pretty good.

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Day seventeen. She finished fifty thousand words here.

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EPILOGUE NUMBER TWO

So this was her stab at writing a novel. Not really good. Too many holes in the story. Where in

Minnesota? Why would anyone move to a different place to write a book? It kind of seems off,

except if it is for writing a book that already has a publisher. Kind of contract writing. A

handyman delivers and then gets paid. Same for writing. But a nanowrimo person is not like that,

it is a shoot in the dark. Maybe somebody will publish this, but it is a big maybe here.

11:11 in the PM. Thinking about it, she realizes that this stab at GABRIELLA is merely a rehash

of an old nanowrimo project. Though at that time, the author lived in Hamburg and took the train

every morning to Itzehoe to sit in a coffee shop and write and then go back to Hamburg and

apparently there she stayed in a hotel, though, we might be wrong about that part here. But the

travelling to “work” to write was true, that part was what the story was all about. In

GABRIELLA the woman moves from Minnesota to New York City for thirty days to write the

nanowrimo novel. Same idea, you move somewhere in order to write. The idea being that change

of place makes for good writing. Somehow the motion influences the propensity to fashion good

words here. Maybe it is wishful thinking and maybe it is not. 11:18 in the PM, still Sunday, still

November seventeen here.

51167 here.

You know the drill here. After day twenty, you can verify the novel wordcount. Or something

like that here. We can look it up in the forum entries here. The ones that are all about

overachievers. The 50k and beyond entries here.

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One thing is clear here, the novel was not good for her waistline. We gained some five pounds

while writing this up here and nobody knows why. Well, extra calories, of course, but why? Why

does writing entice you to overeat? It sure is a mystery here. Beats me, why this is as it is here.

51267 in words here.

The new day of the week. Monday. Was up very soon in the day. Had coffee, then gym, then

back home and that is it for today here. The foray into the world. Now it is sitting in the writer’s

studio, the writer’s studio as workplace here. In here sitting and working on the novel. It is seven

and fifty-three minutes in the AM, nice-ish day, well, for November, that is, here. November

eighteen in two thousand and nineteen here. The writing of the novel. The try, the stab at writing

a novel about a woman named Gabriella but then it was all about fessing up to the fact that we

here are no novel writer, no fiction writer, but more the person who writes a journal, who takes

one big selfie and then calls it a novel here. An autobiography, a journal, a logbook, the

description of what you see in front of you here. Still though, we are part of nanowrimo, even

though we finished up here, the nice thing about nanowrimo is that you can keep on tugging at it

until midnite of November thirty, at the moment that November turns into December here, then it

is over, then you passed the finish line and as many kilometers, sorry, words that you have

accumulated, that is your final count here. Yup, let us stick to this idea, let us just bend the rules

of the game a tad here so that we feel comfortable with this here. On another note, apparently, a

twenty-one-year-old woman from Ethiopia broke the 15k record for women at a race in

Nijmegen in the Netherlands here. Apparently, this is ah so very big here according to the chief

editor of the German running magazine. He was interviewed on Instagram here and this feed was

on the runners.de Instagram story feed here. Author here can hardly walk a mile, let alone, run it,

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but she is fascinated by people who can log in mile after mile here without a smithering

(smithereen) of tiredness here. And now this stands at 51618 here, ah yay ah yay here.

There is a write-in at a coffee shop today in downtown at six thirty in the evening, maybe, we

should go there mainly because we know where it is situated here. But then again, maybe, we

have to be at home at that time and cook dinner. Seems, nothing is quite clear here as of yet here.

Well, at this time, at this point, it is all about typing, about being in flux and go with the punches

or however the saying goes here. A little later, it will be King of Queens and we can watch that

while still typing up the greatest American novel that ever was and ever will be here.

Impeachment hearings might be on too, if you are into this kind of thing here. She ponders, is it

“this” kind of thing or “that’ kind of thing here? There is always a difference in meaning, when

you change a word here ever so slightly here. That is what author here likes, playing with words

and playing with the language as a whole here. So to speak ah so to speak here. And we are good

at using as many meaningless and slightly nonsensical filler words as possible here.

51829.

The day before, sometime between five and six, well, come to think of it, it was about twelve or

so minutes after six, because she remembered to look at the clock above the gas station, the

coffee house was supposed to close up at six thirty, and it was still full - all of this was on a

Sunday evening here, while it was dark and rainy outside here, the magicalness of evening, night

and lights and wetness here, the last glimpses of Sunday before one would turn in to watch what

is on the telly here, in this case, Columbo here, well, at eight - but we are rambling here, she was

in that place and ordered a tad too many calories here, a latte that tastes like chestnuts here, and

whip on it and some kind of spicy powder thereon, more like small crystals here, sweet ones here

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or spicy ones here, and then there was the almond croissant which was really really good here,

what with almond paste therein, something like marzipan in there here.

She had a meltie (melty) too in the sandwich place and chips that tasted like vinegar here, this

was all had in front of the telly here and it was a tad too much here, next day, which is actually

today here, it is sticking back to the diet here in order to lose some ten pounds here in order to

feel better and in order to have less fat on the bones here and in order to be a tad more healthy

and happy here.

52809 words on day eighteen of nanowrimo here. She was declared a winner by the site already

here and there was a necklace made out of purple flowers around her profile here and it says

“winner” here. On the site, I tell yer, on the site here that rules our lives in November of 2019

here, apparently ah apparently here.

Now it is Rachel Ray here. Which show are they talking about here? 52163. Today at six thirty

in the evening there is a write-in in downtown here in the coffee shop that is a tad far away from

the shopping district here. The ML (Municipal liaison) talks about getting the words done, the

words in after work, post work day or post school day, how about getting the words in post

writing day here. Because there are writers who do exactly this, that, all day long, they are

professional writers and they sell their words to publishers to be bound in books and distributed

all over the world here, translated, marketed, that kind of thing here. Author here is not yet one

of those writers here, but we can always try and at least put in the work here, deliver the

deliverables here.

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And tomorrow, on Tuesday, there is a write in at seven in the morning before people go to work

here. And she knows exactly where that place is, she goes by it, walks by it many many times on

her way to the gym here.

So, yup, maybe we will show up there just before exercising, just checking out the competition

here, the other other writers here.

They must be better than yours truly, have a real story line here, characters that interact here.

Judging from what people put as summaries of novels online here.

52388 here.

Spiced praline crumbs, so apparently that was what was on top of the whip on the chestnut

flavored latte the night before. And wow, was it ever yummy and the woman asked her if she

wanted whip and yes, of course, well, kind of with an ashamed face or something like saying I

know that it is a tad too fattening here, it is fatty but we do not bathe in whipped cream here, we

do this once in a while here. There is a pic af the whipped cream online and it is taken from

above here with the crumbs therein, thereon here.

And still Rachel Ray talking about chili here, Korean chili whatever that is here.

52507.

“The smallness of people was really crushing”. This is a line from Philip Roth according to

Jeffrey Toobin on CNN. Basically saying that Trump is really small when he talks about the

witnesses in the impeachment hearings on Capitol Hill here. Five twenty-five. In the evening of a

Monday in mid-to late November here in 2019 here. Anderson Cooper on CNN here. 52575.

Five and forty-five. 11/18/19. 52580. In words here.

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Six and forty-one here. Later in this day here. A tad more words here and on the telly, Aljazeera.

Boris Johnson. That is his name is it not here? Jeremy Corbyn. And now a woman, Jo Swinson.

And now a person who analyzes. Seems, that this is all about Brexit. And this is all at a

conference in Greenwich. And now the news is about Colombia. The country. And all of this is

standing @ 52659 in words here.

Three write-ins in town here tomorrow, in the home region here. One in a library, one in a coffee

shop and one in a grocery shop. Whole Foods. That is the grocery store. A big place for writing.

Lots of seats. But maybe the coffee house is the best place. As said before, we walk by it on a

regular basis here. Seven in the morning. Gotta wake up early to make it there. Maybe not, after

all we fulfilled the word requirement already here.

And now it is King of Queens on the telly. The last gasps of the show here which is a rerun here.

The one where Doug has lost weight and steals Carrie’s thunder. And writing it is here, writing

ah writing here. The novel that has to be here. In the morning, she was downtown and was in the

place where people were writing. All were staring at their laptops. Ten or five people all over the

coffee house. Everybody was looking down at the screen, or at the keyboard here. One person in

the corner at a table where there was a nanowrimo sign. People were sitting at different tables.

And we left and went to the place where there was a conference. And to the bank to deposit a

check. We bought a double pack of soap. And after that back to this pace here, back to the typing

machine here. And by the way, before that, it was coffee in the coffee place, at a time very early

in the day here. Six thirty or something here. The parking in the lot of the grocery store. Going

downtown by train and later coming back here. A lot of stuff happening in such a short time

here. And now we are back to tell about it here.

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52965, there are still two write-ins all over town here. We might do those, just for adventure

here. And now, the second episode of King of Queens here. 52993, yes, we have the required

amount of words already here. Everything from now on is extra. And even before this here.

Every word since November seventeen when we passed the threshold here. The finish line

apparently here.

And now, Carrie and Doug planning their vacation trip. Paris versus Hershey town here. A trip in

an RV or Paris? That is what this is about here. Paris. What accent was that? Vacation.

A funny show, that is what it is here.

Writing some more here. While watching what is on the telly here. It is now Paternity Court, it is

eleven and fifteen in the morning still here. On the nineteenth. She perused this vlog by a woman

who is part of nanowrimo and has a strong You Tube following here. And then she checked out

this personal trainer who teaches how to make food in fifteen minutes, good healthy meals here.

Personal training, that is his thing and teaching how to write a novel that is her thing here. Both

are using social media, to a high extent here. And now it is the telly and people want to know

who is the father though it is not quite clear who it is they are talking about here. There is one

woman in yellow and two men in suits. So, is she the mother or is she the daughter? It is not

quite clear here, but it will be clear once this is getting to the DNA part, you know, when they

have those envelopes with the results by DNA Diagnostics here. And now the judge is talking

here. And she wants to get us the answers. Jerome. Results, please.

Fraternal twins apparently here. So this is how it is, and here they share the same father. And the

court has determined that the father is so and so here. So, this is all about two adults wanting to

know who their father is. After they are adults here.

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So now you know here.

And now an ad, where they all are dancing and apparently this is a commercial for a phone

company here, which has nothing to do with dancing here.

And now an ad for a law firm here.

53365 in words ah in words here. We should go out for a run, but let us face it, it is cold here, ten

degrees Celsius. Which is good weather for running, actually, the optimal weather for running

here. But you need a toque and her toque is not that nice here, it is kind of uneven and looks

weird here. Maybe, we should go out and purchase the right beanie here for running here.

Beanie, toque, hat, it is all the same word for this knitted stuff that you wear on your ears here.

But runners should not really wear hats because they will get hot here. After a while of running

here.

Eleven twenty-seven here.

53481 in words here.

11:28 in the day here, some minutes still to noon here.

Actually, thirty-two minutes, to be precise here.

In half an hour, it will be a Friends rerun here, actually, two Friends reruns, one after the other

here. She ponders, is this enough for a novel, just describing whatever is on the telly here? Self-

doubt sets in for the writer here, though they say that you as the maker of words, as the producer

of words, you should not necessarily be your worst critic. Not your own cheerleader either, at

least not too enthusiastically here. There has to be the right sense of derision and the right

amount of praise here. The very right mix here, apparently ah apparently here.

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53605 here, in words ah in words here.

53615. 11:42 AM. 11/19/19.

Different write-ins in Portland, Oregon. Not Portland, Maine. There are no pics but descriptions

of the write-ins. There will be one at one. Today, two hours from now. Well, obviously we

cannot make it, but it is interesting that they want to do a Tolkien inspired one. Though, let us

face it that sounds weird, to be inspired by one author and not by another here. And did they

misspell Tolkien? Maybe they did not. Seems that author here just reads different entries on the

website instead of sticking to writing the novel here. Actually, scouring the site and reading

blogs is not good, you kind of feel that your own writing is inadequate and that it does not make

the cut. The protagonist or the lack of a protagonist, it is quite a conundrum. Other writers are

doing it totally differently. They are plotting and prepping all through October, they use outlines

and the like here. And this is definitely not how author here rolls, apparently ah apparently here.

And now, court is adjourned, and Friends will start up here. Yay ah yay, we were on a break and

other stuff here.

12:28 in the PM here. The sun is shining, and we should venture out. Instead of sitting in here

and raiding the fridge. Sure, it is just nuts and feta and raisins, but still, it all adds up here. A

glass of milk, that too has fat.

And laugh tracks now. A new episode of Friends. The song and the fountain. And now a

commercial with Santa, Reese’s and Oreo. For a place called five below, whatever that is here.

Chandler and Ross picking up a girl here. Smooth.

And now, Joey talking to the same girl. Actually, Chandler was not coming on to the girl,

because he is engaged to Monica. So it is just Joey and Ross and Ross talked a lot about sewage.

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And now the girls at a place in Brooklyn. Fighting over a dress. With another woman. Well, the

storyline is a tad more convoluted, but to tell you the truth, you have to see it on TV in order to

understand what is going on here. Sometimes the movie is better than the book here. Well, in this

case the script here.

12:41 and we are sitting cooped up in here to pen a novel that will never be here. An exercise in

futility here. Just going through the motions here without any real goal in sight here. Training for

something that will never be here. At least when you run in circles, you know that eventually you

will get a medal here. Finisher. With nanowrimo, we are there already. We are a winner whether

it is 50000 words or five hundred here. That is how it is how it is here. 54090. In words here.

Spending limit for the date here. Six dollars, a slice, well, actually two slices here. The

discussions ‘tween Joey and Ross, funny ah funny here. And Rachel is still doing the whistle

thingie here.

Ambassador Volker answering questions by Adam Schiff. For some weird reason he reads

without glasses and answers questions while wearing glasses. So apparently he is far-sighted

with age. Usually one gets short-sighted with age. The number of persons that get short-sighted

with age is much higher than the number of people that get far-sighted with age here.

Ophthalmology, it has nothing to do with the Ukraine, now does it? Anyways, Volker is not that

good as a person in the witness stand. What he says is just as objectionable as what Trump says.

And maybe more so, though for different reasons. Ah, politicians, they never ever get it right

anyways here.

Now why do they say Ukraine and not the Ukraine? And some people stress the U whereas

others do not here.

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And now this stands at the top of page 180 here. One a and eighteen minutes in the afternoon of

November nineteen here, the sun is shining, apparently, but who would know here, because we

are sitting inside and the curtains are drawn. An office without windows, that is how it seems

here. Actually, it is a perfect workplace situation, no distractions here, well, except for the

impeachment hearings up on the telly and that might actually be conducive to good and fluent

writing here. It is better to have some background music here, so to say, well, if you can call

CNN background music here. Background noise, maybe here? And now another witness, a man

with glasses here and a forceful manly voice and a meek appearance here. A baritone without the

stature of a baritone here. His voice seems to belong to a much fuller body here. An opera singer

maybe here. Now another witness who just seems to be scared to get it right. He is not on trial,

but he seems to think that he is. Donald Trump is on trial here, not this guy here. Then again, all

of these people will lose their jobs because of their being witnesses here. Something like that,

something of that kind here. After all, they are talking against their boss here. But apparently

their boss are all 360 million inhabitants of the United States of America here. The people are

their boss, they pay their wages. The taxpayer pays for their livelihoods here.

64511 here, sorry, 54514 here.

She ponders, should she get down to the grocery store for the write-in here. It starts up at seven

in the evening which is not exactly the time we want to be out here, especially if it is raining.

Though, it seems, that it is sunny, but we still have to go there by bus here, or at least by train.

And park the car in the parking lot of the mall here. The other grocery store maybe here. All in

all, it seems to be a drag, when we could just watch Seinfeld while typing up the novel here. The

life of a wrimo, very weird here and ah so very strange here. What kind of thing is it anyways to

pen a novel in thirty days here, what kind of undertaking here? Publishers are weary in

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December of all these submissions of new novels here. All of those submissions will be rejected,

automatically here. Kind of autopilot rejection. They just push a button and send a rejection

letter, a pre-worded one here. Dear author, due to a myriad of submissions, blablabla. Publishing

is a highly subjective business…, Sincerely… That is how it is how it is here.

54720.

It is a job that you do in your pee jays. The writing job here. Yoga pants maybe. Sweatpants.

That kind of stuff here. The thankless job of putting words together and sprinkle the text with

commas and semicolons here. Every word counts or no word counts here. Some person will edit

this, eventually, at random here. You can of course fight over each and every semicolon here,

which will earn you the reputation of being difficult. You can do that, if you have the status of a

Philip Roth. But not if you are a newbie, a nobody in the world of letters. And maybe it is not

really a plus to be a woman of letters instead of a man of letters here. As a woman you are

supposed to write touchy feely stuff. Just as Georgia O’Keefe has a following because she paints,

well, florals here. Florals, flowers. Tomato, tomahto.

There is a male subject matter in art, a masculine one. There is female subject matter. There are

differences here. Publishers have all their little categories and you cannot just do whatever you

feel like here. Gotta think about the market here. Yup, something like that, something of that

kind here.

Still impeachment enquiries. Boooring. Politics is a free for all, it is boring across the board here.

It is yawn-inducing, whoever you are here. Politics is not discriminating; it bores each and every

member of the human race here.

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So what is on now, Friends or Two Broke Girls? Two and a Half Men will be on at two, so much

we know here. Ah, anything than these hearings here that nobody understands here. Even the

ones who get paid to do this. Members of congress, journalists here. Cameramen?

Camerawomen? And is this congress or senate here? Wow, author here has no clue what is going

on here, so much is clear here. And she will not comment on politics because it is futile. Readers

have strong opinions and she might offend somebody’s sensibilities and thus lose readers here.

Seems that writers are nothing but middle of the road prostitutes. They write what they project

that the reader wants to hear here. And 55088 it is, it is here. 55095. In words ah in words here.

One fifty-seven in the afternoon here.

Ah writing writing here. So we have a text now, that is 55 000 words long here. What will

happen to this text here? What can happen to it? Well, she just uploaded it on scribd. So, yes,

anyone can read her book online here.

And now, it’s the impeachment hearings once more here. What exactly is going on here? Is this

impeachment or is it more about whether there should be an impeachment or not. Seems, that

nobody really knows here. At least, yours truly has no clue here whatsoever here. This is not

CNN, by the way here, It is Aljazeera. And it is live. At this time it is three and forty-two in the

afternoon on a Tuesday in November of 2019 here, so it follows that it is six forty-two over there

on the east coast here. So how long into the night will these hearings go here? When will they go

home and have dinner? Will they even have food, or will they just continue to testify here?

Regular court proceedings are not like that here. Weird, ah, so very strange here.

The sun will set in half an hour or so. Maybe forty minutes from now here. We could just go for

a walk before it is pitch dark outside here. Or could just stay put and type this up here. The write-

in in the grocery store at seven, nah, forget about it. We are not that kind of writer anymore; we

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sit put and type this up here while the telly sings its songs in the corner here. Adam Schiff now

here. And now a woman who must be pretty young here. And the person they are grilling is still

Volker here. Ambassador Volker here. Now, was he the ambassador to the Ukraine or is he the

ambassador at this point here. Who is the acting ambassador in Kiev here? This all is happening

in Capitol Hill. That is what the caption in the corner of the screen says here.

Author here had some egg which was ay-oh-kay here. Actually, it was more than that, it was

utterly delish here. Two eggs whisked together with a smithering of salsa out of the glass. More

the fluid of the salsa than the chunks. And a spoon of full fat yoghurt. A heaped table spoon.

Some salt. All scrambled in butter here. Mmhh. A little bit of wrap bread here. 300, 400 calories

tops here. Hopefully not five hundred here. She has dishes to do, that happens with home

cooking here. Maybe she should have tea. No hard liquor though, not even an Italian beer here.

No expensive imported beer here and no red wine here. A writer has to be of sound mind or else

here. The image of the hard-drinking writer, that is what they do on their own time, once the

typewriter is put to rest here. They go on a bender, sure, but that is ‘tween writing spurts here.

Well, nowadays, that is not needed anymore, just watch Seinfeld reruns to relax here after

penning the most amazing words in human herstory here. Watching Seinfeld to decompress, yup,

that is how it should be here.

So, what do you do these days? I write novels. Anything published? Not yet. This is the

discussion that she has in her mind with people she knew and knows, former colleagues, people

from a former life here. If she runs into them, but she mostly avoids to frequent places where she

can run into that kind of persons here. Because, let us face it, she is a failure in her professional

life and there is no way around it here. It seems though, that all participants in nanowrimo are

participating in the same uniform failure here. Nanowrimo, it seems ah so very Sisyphean here,

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no way around it here. Ah, what can you do here? And the impeachment hearing is going on and

on, though the actors seem to change here. By the way, they are mostly guys here, mostly dudes

here. A lot of suits here.

By the way, the instagrammer whom she religiously follows, did not approve of the hot dog in

Ikea. Just wanted to mention this here.

And 55814 it is, it is here.

55820.

Now a woman. She sounds like a mom who scolds the kids. Definitely. Seems that all of the

others in the room are her kids. And she is the mom, and everybody is kind of scared. They will

all be sent on time-out if they do not behave here.

How come that men in positions of power are soft-spoken while women in positions of power

are everything but, across the board here? Well, except for the mom in tennis shoes, the senator

from Oregon, but, let us face it, she is the exception to the rule here. Well, they say, you can kill

more flies with honey, so always remember this here.

Author ponders, her writing is basically an amassment, an amalgamation of clichés here.

55946 here.

So why should the United States care about corruption in the Ukraine. Ukraine does not care

about whether there is corruption in the United States. After all, these are both independent

countries here. They are not supposed to interfere in each other’s domestic affairs here. It is kind

of disconcerting to listen to the manner that the questions are posed here? They seem to imply

that the United States has a moral obligation to interfere into domestic affairs. Isn’t that highly

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presumptuous and actually against the charter of the United Nations here? So, just listening in to

the hearings here, one can see very obviously where the main problem lies here. Just from a legal

standpoint here. We are not a lawyer here, just a simple typer of words, but there are a lot of

statements here that are highly objectionable here. It is very obvious to the simple observer here.

To the most simple minded and unbiased observer here. Take from this whatever you want here.

And on the nanowrimo site there is a cute little movie and a winner certificate. That is new. They

just must have put it on the site an hour or so ago here.

56149 in words, 4:37 PM, still, November nineteen here. It is getting dark here, silently here,

definitely dusk here. This is what dusk looks like, not dark and not bright here, apparently ah

apparently here. 56182 here.

So now there is no sound here in this room but the sounds of the letters being pushed down here.

The laptop and its noises here. No TV, nothing, nada, zip, zilch. Well, maybe the light makes a

noise here, it tends to do that in this room. Or maybe author here is just imagining that here.

Would be nice to go down to the coffee place and have a latte, the one that tastes like chestnut

and has whip on it and praline dust thereon. The problem is the caffeine and the fat, the calories

here. She had too many calories already, maybe two thousand already and hardly any movement.

She took the train to downtown and came back, hrdly any walking. Train station to gym, well, I

give you that here. But this all negotiable, the amount of steps we took here. Too much sitting,

that is her problem here.

She just listened to an interview with Philip Roth with the New York Times. It was a video and

not very long. He said all the right things, obviously. And he had a lot to say about the life of a

writer. Obviously too here.

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A nanowrimo person is a very different animal than a Philip Roth is here, that too is obvious. She

ponders, the write-in in the grocery store will start up at ten. Sorry, at seven. But is it worth it to

go there? Nah. After all, she will not write, she will just look in passing at people who write on

their laptops. She might as well look in the mirror. The persona of a writer. What really is

interesting about that here? Nathan Zuckerman, was that the name of the fictional writer that

Roth wrote about, repeatedly here?

His books were well-constructed works. A nanowrimo novel, not so much here. If you churn out

fifty thousand words in a month, how good can the quality really be? And in her case, she is able

to finish the requirement of words in five days here. She did that last year. And this year she

finished at a later point, on day seventeen, merely because she paced herself, stretched it out, the

process, that is here. And one more thing, it is not a novel. How many times do we have to repeat

this here? It is merely a wanna-be novel, true to the maxim that “if you think, it is a novel, then it

is a novel”. But author here, she does not really think that this is a novel. It has elements of a

novel, maybe. It is not a journal in the true sense of the word. Ruminations, maybe that is the

right word to describe this text. Vignettes, maybe.

And now, a furniture store is leaving a phone message. How archaic. A phone message on a land

line. Maybe people who buy furniture are archaic. The persons who would buy that specific

furniture store’s furniture. And the voice of the person who talked was definitely the voice of a

used car salesman type here. Anyhoo, be that as it may, this now stands at 56707 here and we are

happy ah happy here. She is especially happy that she is resisting the push and pull to get the

chestnut latte here. But maybe it would do her good. The social aspect. The diversion. The drive

through the night. The cinematic element of the lights, the small hint at “bright lights, big city”

here. Given, Vegas it ain’t, but it is still better than nothing here. It is a diversion, it is

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entertainment, it is motion, it is the antidote to sitting stagnant at the typewriter and only moving

one’s fingers to and fro here. Maybe there is something to be said for old-fashioned typewriters

here, it is definitely more physical than a laptop here is. Be this as it may, we now have

accumulated 56837 words here at six and something in the evening of November nineteen in two

thousand and nineteen here. Quite a feat or no feat at all, depending on who you are and what

you define as a feat here.

Roth seemed to have a lot to say about a person who reads a novel and apparently he thought that

if you read a novel in more than two weeks here, than you are not really reading it, you are not

really immersed and you are doing other things, the reading of the story is merely an afterthought

to your regular life here. And that is a lesser reading process, so to speak, than if you are

devouring a book from start to finish in record time here. Obviously, we are paraphrasing here,

and author here is not even sure, if she understood what Roth really meant here. And besides, he

might have been misquoted here.

It is now six and forty-four minutes, the write-in in the grocery store will start up at seven.

This is a weird time, when writing a novel suddenly is some kind of group endeavor, people

writing in huddles here, a solitary work suddenly becomes a group think thingie here. She

ponders, there are better words to describe what she wants to say here, which is mainly the

juxtaposition of isolated, solitary undertaking and social gathering here. You socialize and do

your own thing, both at the same time here.

What would Philip Roth have to say about this here? She ponders, where does her preoccupation

with Philip Roth come from. Well, he was mentioned, actually, cited the night before by Jeffrey

Toobin, as she recounted in this text, when it happened here and ever since she does a tad

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research on him and his work here. She read American Pastoral and two other books, but she

does not quite remember what it was all about here, the only thing that was crystal clear is that he

was a great writer, that is what she took away from reading his books, he definitely has a way

with words here. Maybe he is even her favorite author, well, he and Norman Mailer, maybe here.

But, if push come to shove, she is just not that well-read, not well-read at all, really here. But

who really is here? Literary profs maybe, they do this for a living. And we have six and fifty-four

and 57244 in words here.

And seven PM on the dot here. And one minute later, it is so weird how the numbers change

every moment here. The writing on a laptop, it is definitely weird and strange. And the grocery

store write-in has officially started but without yours truly here. And maybe that is good, she just

checked out nanowrimo’s Instagram page here. There is this woman who became famous with a

nanowrimo novel and there was her picture at a bookshop in Santa Cruz here, she is doing the

book tour circuit here.

And now, Don Lemon. Seven twenty-four. 57344 in words here. Seven twenty-five. On the telly,

they are fiercely attacking Trump and his son here. And if you change the channel to Fox News,

you will here the exact opposite. And to think that those two stations are some mere blocks from

each other in New York City here.

Which basically discredits both the left and the right here. Because at it s core, these are both

voice pieces of the ruling class in America. Both CNN and FOX News. They are different faces

of the same coin here. Different sides of the same coin. Everything for ratings.

And we write here and write here. 57453. In words here. Seven thirty in the evening here.

Now a man who is sitting in Miami. He is interviewed by Don Lemon here. 7:33.

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So she does something here called commuter run. There are pics that show people run to work in

clothing that is actually regular outdoor clothing, maybe a rain coat or something here. The idea

is that people run to and fro to the office at the end of a workday in order to shed some pounds

here or in order to maintain their weight loss here. Because everybody on this planet is on a

weight loss trip here, everybody is obsessed and it used to be called the fitness craze but at this

point in time it is just an obsession with health, with longevity and after all this we will all die

here, no immortality for any of us mere mortals here, so the story here goes, so the story here

goes. She especially loves the image of the woman running in orange glistening clothes through

the rain in the concrete jungle at dusk here, it is dark but not that dark yet, it shows a person

motioning with grit but with a grit that is matter of fact-like here. Author ponders she sure can

talk a lot of rubbish on a rained-in Wednesday morning in November here.

It is seven and fifty-three, we went to the coffee place and back here and actually it is much more

accurate to call it a run here, the commute to and fro the coffee place here, the coffee run here,

literally here, and this all is standing at five seven seven two four here on November twentieth in

two thousand and nineteen here.

She should go down to the gym in order to weigh herself so that she knows if she lost weight or

if she gained some pounds here, it is much more accurate in the gym here more so than at home

here. But there was ice on the windshield, so that is why we ended up at the typing machine

instead of in the morning traffic here amongst all of these people who are coming in from the

burbs to the city here to sit in an office and do stuff to make money here and to pay taxes and to

get the economy rolling here, yup, apparently ah apparently here. There are writers like her but

not many not many here because this is not a lucrative business here. It is intellectual and

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rewarding here whatever that means ah whatever that means, and (it is) solitary yup solitary here.

Tackling stuff in isolation in isolation here. 17889, sorry, 57891 here. And one minute to eight it

is it is here.

The writing of words. It is exhausting at times here. On the telly, blackish. After Friends, Two

and a Half and other sitcoms here. Sitcom galore. But mainly the writing thingie here. Three ten,

afternoon, November twenty here in two thousand and nineteen here. 57946 in words here, not

bad not bad at all here.

The sound of the twin on the telly, the know-it-all who, well, always knows it all and shares her

insights with who ever wants to listen here. And now the surgeon mom here, no wait, she is an

anesthesiologist here.

One more word and this stands at 58007 here.

Maybe we could type up some two thousand and let this stand at sixty thousand come night

today here. There was a letter from nanowrimo and it was pretty conclusive but for some reason

the site itself did not work, no shoutout or anything here. Maybe we did something wrong, you

never know how this works or does not work here. The websites usually have a mind of their

own here.

The run in the morning but no gym, we could still go out there here. Or just keep on typing here.

There is a write-in in a library far away from here, if we want to get there in time, we have to

start out now here - thus it is better to just stay put here and type this up here. The story, the

nonstory here, the novel ah the novel here. She had grapes, a wrap, banana loaf, some cooked

meat, nothing spectacular because we want to get down with the weight again here. Back down

to 160, this should be doable here. For some weird reason, once she reaches 160, it is straight up

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again here. But not this time, we just stand still here and catch this and whittle it down again

here. Yes, American Thanksgiving and X-mas are (t)here but that will not stop us in the quest for

thinness here. Yup, that is how it is here and how it is here. On the telly, there was Ambassador

Sondberg, are they still at it, we do not know here because the channel here that is on on the telly

here is the sitcom channel out of Seattle here, not CNN out of New York here. Blackish it is, it is

here.

58294 here and write and type type type here. 58303 here in words ah words here.

58321 here.

The dad on blackish talking about the sandwich lady. Somehow it is always about food. At least

that is what we hear here because we are on the portion control wagon here and it is annoying,

especially if you are cooped in at home and do the writing thing here without being a successful

writer here, you just toil in obscurity and you do not go anywhere here. How is this different

from being a well-known author here? The work is no different, whether you are recognized on

the world stage or somewhere muddled into some obscure place online her. Which reminds her,

let us look at scribd here and the upload here. Reads: 0, now that is reassuring here. Hahaha.

What can you do here?

Now, Big Bang.

Getting to the library in the other city will take forever here even though it seems really a nice

library here according to the picture. Well, come to think, all libraries are nice, but this one

seems to be airy and bright, more so than others here. The window is big and lets the sun in,

though it will be dark once we are there. So, let us just look at the picture online here, the one on

the google maps site, and just sit in here and type this up while the telly is singing its songs and

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while the laugh tracks are staccatoing the day forward here. In an irregular fashion, of course,

here.on the telly, Sheldon and Amy. Before, it was the president of the university talking to the

boys in the dining room here.

And now, Howard and the guy who used to own the comic store and now lives with Howard and

Bernadette here. Lennard does the dishes and calls it exercise. He is getting his exercise on here

apparently ah apparently here. By doing the dishes? So Penny.

58637. Maybe, the coffee place next to te gas station would be nice. Latte and whip. Nah, gotta

watch the waistline here. It is more about the nicety of that place here. In the morning the car

was too icy to get to that place, because you have to drive there, that is why she went to the one

that can be reached on foot here and where there is hardly a hill on the way here.

So this is what we write about and call it a novel here, ah, what can you do, what can you do

here? 58736 here, in words words words here.

58744.

And now it is Big Bang. Sheldon in the grocery store with Penny. So you got canned.

Slow down. 120. Is your body mass somehow tied into your self-worth? Yaahh.

Ordinary people. Thank you, ordinary person

No, this is fun.

Interesting. What now?

Some manganese.

Luminous fish.

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58791 in words here.

This episode is definitely funny. But now, it is an ad for a car model here. And now an Ireland

ad. Come to Ireland or something like that here. Discover Ireland dot com here. And an ad for a

furniture place here. In Boston, Massachusetts here. Honey, why did you get a loom? Sarapes.

58850. That narrows it down. Sarcastically.

28855. Sorry, 58857. The site of Boston, Massachusetts is cute. Just saying here. Somehow,

some regions are able to morph the site into something cute here. Seattle, NYC, Boston. Let us

check out the other sites here. Perusing the sites is more fun anyways than the writing process

itself here. It is a tad like travelling the world, without leaving your armchair of course here. It is

now five oh two here. The news out of Boston here. It is eight over there, while it is five here.

The East Bay site has stars on it, dreamy, cute. There was a write-in in El Cerrito and another

one in Walnut Creek. All during the day here, soccer moms, soccer dads and retirees here. The

writers of the world here. The ones with cooped up words here. 58991. The news out of Boston

is all about local news here, not that much about what is happening in DC here these days here.

Five nine zero one six here. And a car commercial here.

A different furniture store and a commercial of that one here. Huh, don’t they have an Ikea in

Boston here?

And to think that we wrote 220000 words last November here. One thing is clear, one thing is for

sure here, this year that will not happen, no way here.

It is dark outside. Time to have a latte. But we resist. No hot, silky drink because it will just

fatten you up here. You can do it, no latte soup here. A tad later, a tea, that has to do here. It is no

latte, there is no whip but then again, your wiast line here will shrink as it has to here.

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Writing here. At six and three. She will not really be able to write a lot these days because she

will go on a trip. Well, next Wednesday, so it is still a week from now here. But still. And we are

typing this up here while Modern Family is on here. Gloria and Al Bundy’s daughter here. Sorry,

she has a name, but we here do not know what it is here. Sorry here.

59218 in words here.

The novel is kind of going nowhere, well, she is going in circles here. It is kind of strange to

refer to the novel as a SHE. And on the telly, a burger and a coke here.

So, Austria is telling stories. Is writing stories. According to the site here. There is a Hemingway

write-in and then there is a write-in to get rid of the hangover here. It is all in German, though,

not in English. Or maybe there are English writers too here.

And she searched, there are others who have changed the image, the background image of their

website. Kind of cute here, the images. Vermont and this part of Connecticut was all nature here.

NYC had a graphic design, Seattle, of course, the famous rubber ducky, Boston, a light tower

and a lighthouse tower here and the East Bay had stars here. Let us see, what images did others

come up with here? And by the way, how many regions are there here? Africa elsewhere has an

elephant on the site here.

A new show. Singles, maybe, that is the name here. The brother from Everybody loves Raymond

is in it here. It is about Thanksgiving, apparently, here. Five hundred words or so and then we

can apparently call it a day here. Six thousand words and that is a good number for day twenty

here. Tomorrow there will be a badge on the site, the one for writing 21 days in a row here. Day

twenty-seven we will not write anymore, so whatever we can pen in 27 days here, that will be

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fine here. We can write some more in December here. Nobody ends this (wraps this up) in

November, people tend to rewrite stuff here. And she is kind of pooped here, what with typing

more or less all day here. The only movement is the morning run here and then it is siting, sitting

here, well, more or less here. And 59550 it is here. Do not singleshame me. So the woman on the

telly here. What is singleshaming? Something like bodyshaming? Fatshaming?

The something shaming is definitely a new word here, well, not that new apparently in 2019

here, it has been around here.

Four hundred words or so here.

And then we can sit back and let Anderson Cooper splash over us (wash over us) here. Sondberg

this and Sondberg that here. Actually it will be a rerun, she watched him already talking with

Gloria Borger and David Axelrod and others sitting around a, well, round table, though it was

more an oval table and Anderson was sitting in the middle kind of like Arthur and the knights

here, at a roundtable here. And talking politics they did here. Apparently, the consensus was that

Sondberg did make sure that he will not lose his day-job here, he apparently is back on a plane to

Brussels here because he is the ambassador to the European Union here. The US ambassador,

that is here.

59724.

She feels pangs of nausea here. Slight but noticeable ones here. Maybe we should have tea and

biscuits here.

Seven oh five here. Now it is about Trudeau and seven new ministers in his cabinet here. They

all seem very young which is good, energy here.

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So the novel has problems with having no story line. Author here tries not to think about that, so

this is a logbook of her nanowrimo experience here. An Instagram story that is a tad longer than

usual and all in words here. Ah what can you do here?

And now they show Trump here. Why does he always yell next to a helicopter here? Who

knows, who knows here?

A very bad day, so some observers here. For Trump here. And Prince Andrew retired from, well,

from what exactly here? After his interview with BBC here.

The disastrous sit-in interview, that is what the person on the telly calls it here.

And now Hong Kong.

And now it is seven fifteen here.

Caffeinated words, so the name of one of the writers. Definitely, it is all ‘bout having coffee and

author here definitely craves that here. Some brown drink, nothing alcoholic, though, here. Not

even Irish coffee or something like that here. A warm Toddy. Gluehwein here. Glogg. Nah, she

might have some tea. Sipping that through a lump of sugar here. 59953 in words here, it seems

that the rain has stopped here. At least we cannot hear it coming down here. Some more words

here, ah, some more words here. And, by the way, whatever happened to Gabriella here? Maybe

we will have another stab at that storyline here. And 60002 it is, it is here. At seven twenty in the

evening of two thousand and nineteen here.

Eight eighteen. Evening still here. November twenty still here. Aljazeera. What to write about

here?

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Somehow the novel has come to a standstill here. Usually the words feed upon each other. So,

you can fill 195 pages with words without really saying anything here. Are all works of literature

like this here? 60075.

And once more, Gordon Sondland. And we are looking at yelp images of a place in the Bronx, a

cute coffee house that serves peanut toasts with almond butter and banana slices thereon and

avocado toast and Nutella toast and, seems like it, PB&J. all of the toasts are in triangles, though

longer than regular triangles that you get when cutting diagonally through a square slice of bread

here. These triangles look more like pizza slices here. Apparently, this place is next to public

transport and she came upon the image on an Instagram account of a food blogger here. The

place is in Long Island City and apparently that is part of the Bronx. Or not here. They have iced

Nutella latte too here. Yum. The Miles Coffee bar is the name of the place and the pics are

amazing here on yelp here.

Some more words. 21 days in a row, how come, she does not automatically get that badge that

says that she wrote 21 days in a row here. Is it because she is a winner already here? How do the

algorithms of the website work here? And by the way, what exactly are algorithms? What kind

of rhythms are they here?

So, gym, coffee place next to gas station, it has all be done by eight twenty-three here, and we

are back at the typing machine on a chilly morning when the windshield had to be de-iced in the

morning here. The weight stands at 77 kilograms and do not ask me how much that would be in

pounds here well, you can obviously google here to calculate the equivalent here. The BMI is

off, I tell yer, nearing the obese category here. Gotta lose all this poundage here but how, ah how

here? When we like to eat, just as everybody else does here on this planet of ours here. Gotta

look at pics of food, maybe, that will help, to envision food intake but to not necessarily go

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through with that here. Theoretical eating, so to speak here. Not that much time left till King of

Queens, and by the way, the impeachment enquiries are on here. We missed parts of the

democratic debate here the night before here, is it the dems’ debate or the democratic debate

here? Because, you know, the meanings are different, one is the debate for candidacy of the

Democratic Party and the other would mean that the debate is democratic, though, what exactly

would an autocratic debate entail here? Anyhoo, this is standing at 60500 words here, yay ah yay

here and the day is November twenty-first here, time: eight and twenty-nine minutes in the

morning here on the west coast. Impeachment hearings or “Funny You Should Ask”, choices

aragh (ah or argh) choices here. Congratulations, you just unlocked a badge, so the website here,

ten minutes ago according to the site but it must have been less then ten minutes here, apparently

ah apparently here.

Ah, algorithms algorithms here.

60577 here.

Eight and thirty-three in the morning here. How about driving this up to seventy thousand here

by the end of the day here. Update word count 21 days in a row, so the site here. What does that

even mean here? It seems that this email is kind of off here, the wording is not correct and that is

no good for a website that is all about celebrating the language here.

60652, 53 here. And now Danny on King of Queens here. And now, carrie at the obstetrician

here. Gynecologist here. Apparently, he is very good. And very particular about whom he will

accept as a patient here.

And Carrie gives him Danny’s flyer. For gardening here, he just is starting up a landscape

business here. This is hilarious, it is a rerun, of course here and we have seen it before here.

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Could write a dissertation about sitcoms here. Too bad it is not a competitive sport here, binge

watching, that is here.

Ok, my idiot cousin can dig and ditch, oh, how I misjudged him.

Your boyfriend is here.

Apple tree.

60764.

You charged him for my apple tree?

I am gonna lose my gynecologist. Holly’s guy sounded pretty good.

Except for chubby.

So now it is once more, impeachment here. Interesting stuff here. And now, an article about

Gordon sondland in the new Yorker. Read by another woman. Well, the writer of the new

Yorker is a woman, the person who reads the article is a woman. She is married to a journalist.

So this is very good business for everybody in the media here. A good time to be a journalist

here. And it is all next to each other here. The places were opinions are made here. Are

constructed here. But if push comes to shove this is all good news for trump here. He gets

advertising, free one here. Pelosi was right, this will not go anywhere. Or it might here. But in

the end, because the congress has apparently a republican majority he will be exonerated here.

He will go scud free because this is just business as usual. All politicians are like that here.

Maybe trup even made sure that everybody and teir dog would know that he asked the Ukrainian

president to investigate hunter biden here. These guys are all in cahoots here, democrats and

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republicans, let me tell you there is hardly any difference. These are just different sides of the

same coin here.

60995 here. And now adam Schiff. By the way he grew up in alamo. Who would have thought

here/ so he too went to thrifty s which was this place on alamo plaza where ice cream was dirt

cheap here. Twenty five cents for a big scoop and that was after he had left here.

So how much was it when he lived there here?

61061 here.

Seven forty-two. Evening, definitely here. Don Lemon on the telly here. Kiev, witnesses. That is

what they talk about here. Ah well.

She had a gingerbread latte and it was way too gingery. The chocolate chunk cookie though, that

one was good. And then there were the people in the coffee house next to the gasstation. A man

with a toque that he put diagonally over his forehead. Never seen that before here. It is not a

beret, sir. He was part of a group though who sat outside in this weather. All four of ‘em. Sitting

outside while it is chilly. Well, there is a heat lamp above their head, so no biggie here. One of

them was environmentally conscious because he told the cashier that he does not need a paper

bag for his cookie. Author should have done the same here. The cashier, sorry, the barista does

not care one way or the other here. She is tired and just wants to go home. She looks like a

student who has to study for her finals instead of slinging drinks here. And then there is the too

elegant student who seems to think that this is a fashion show here. It is a coffee place and you

are overdressed.

Author here tries to say a lot about the people in the coffee house, the coffee place next to the gas

station, mainly because she forked over seven bucks for cookie and drink and what to get her

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money’s worth here. There is a man and a woman, and she is wearing blue pants. The man with

the diagonally draped toque had a beard, maybe. She has to take notes while she sees them, it is

tough to recreate scenes, situations from memory here while you are back at the telly here and

Don Lemon says exactly the same thing that he has said yesterday here.

The tone of CNN is really annoying, they definitely do Donald J. Trump a big favor here, if he

gets reelected, he should thank CNN, their stupid complaining makes him look good here. They

find the weirdest things to hold against him here. It is totally over the top here. And maybe, the

reason why he got elected in the first place here is because of the dead-against him media. Yup,

that is just my two cents here.

It is now eight, Seinfeld time here. We had enough of This is CNN, the world most trusted news

here. Anderson Cooper, and later it will be Cuomo Prime Time. That one we wanted to watch

but could not find the episode online here. Maybe it will be online tomorrow here.

Today she watched a movie here, Ford versus Ferrari. Good stuff, though it kind of tinkered out

towards the end. It started out very strong though, but the storytelling got tedious towards the end

here. At least that is what this Roger Ebert says here. How was this, there were two persons who

either gave thumbs up or thumbs down. One was Mr. Ebert and the other one was Mr. Roger.

Well, maybe not here. Anyways, in the beginning the movie seemed like the best movie ever, in

the end it was just one movie like many here. Storytelling, it is an art form here. But whatever it

was, it definitely had a stronger story than our novel here. At least it had a story here. Which

cannot be said for this nanowrimo project here. Well, at least this is standing at 61652 here, she

wonders if the write-in in the other city is still on here. 61666. 61667. By the way, the write-in

will be still on till eight thirty here in the coffee house two cities from here. And tomorrow there

will be a virtual write-in whatever that is here. 61701. This one guy was on on Anderson Cooper

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and he was of the opinion that this is the most impeachable behavior of any president, if this is

not impeachable than what is here. So, he was very adamant that Donald Trump should be

definitely impeached, no doubt about it, down with his head here. Well, he has a point, the way

that it looks, he might even go to jail here. Using your position in order to get dirt on a political

opponent, that seems to be grounds for impeachment and there is no way around it here. It is a

legal question and we do not know much about the legalities of the system down in the States

here, but chances are, he will be impeached, there seems to be no way that he can avoid

impeachment. After all, he only has a phone and the ability to write tweets and that is not enough

to ward off impeachment here. To ward off the long arm of the justice system here. So it seems

so it seems here.

It seems pretty obvious that the president abused his power. So the man on the telly here. If this

is not obvious to our republican colleagues…, the problem is that the jury is divided along party

lines here. The problem seems to be that Trump behaves like a king. This is how Nazi Germany

started. Something like that, something of that kind here. On the other hand, one could argue that

all the presidents behave like Trump, all politicians do here. It comes with the territory here.

61969 here. 61970. Thirty more words and we can wrap this up here. All the President’s Lies, a

new show on CNN. As we stated before, their rampant Trump bashing will just reinforce his

hold onto power. Their critique is way too crude here. And 62015 it is, it is here.

One and nineteen in the middle of the night here. Writing the nanowrimo novel, it curiously

renders yer insane here. And on the telly, King of Queens here. Where Doug took a job as a

lawyer. You are not a lawyer. Funny stuff here.

So, this is standing at six two oh seven one here. @ 1:26 AM on 11/22/19 here. Five days to get

ready for a trip into the heart of nanowrimo country here. Which is kind of funny here, we will

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wrap up writing this here. Because who wants to lug a laptop on a trip here. She could use

Wattpad though or just plain pen and paper here. Roll rudimentarily here. Nah. Just wrap it up

come November 26 here. Lots of participants go out of town and miss some writing days here.

Besides, we have finished up the fifty-thousand-word requirement anyways here already here.

Still another King of Queens episode here. 62177 here. And laugh track galore it is here. Nobody

is getting a card. Mommy loves you. 62193.

Writing in the midst of the nite here. Not really good, but for some weird reason she could not

sleep and woke up at one, after some mere three hours (of sleep) here. And now we are just

staying up until we are really tired here and sleeping comes easily here. Writing through the

night, it will throw her day off here but there is nothing we can do here. Nanowrimo seems to do

this to yer here. She is not quite sure if nanowrimo is to blame here or if it is her upset stomach.

Must have been this one place that has delicious pastry but every now and then it makes her

tummy feel weird and strange here. It is a gamble and it must be the pastry cream in the crème

brulee donut-like thingies here.

On the telly, this show that is all about interior design, it is called City Line and it is always

about something domestic here, but this episode is all about design. Seems it is a science, interior

design here. Who would have known here? They all talk so matter of factly about interior design,

it is more than Ikea here apparently. Who would have known here? There are trends and then

there are designs that are tied to different locales here. Author here is more with sticking with

what you have, but these people on the telly see to try to entice you to change your interior

design constantly, go with this trend or that trend here. And now the people in the audience are

clapping and hollering here. And now an ad for a furniture show. And an ad for eggs. Eggs for

dinner aren’t weird. And now Danny de Vito who advertises something here.

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And now more design advice here. A project and you use stuff from Ikea here. Apparently, black

and white is in. and the designers are Scottish. Secondhand bed. Hmm. Tactile. Hudson Bay

colors. Author here has no clue what is going on here with this design show here. It is a science,

but we cannot follow here. Kind of like a math class, where you have no clue what is going on

here.

Three oh six, sleeping would be nice, but even counting sheep would not take us anywhere here,

we just have to sit it out until the z’s will come here naturally here. Maybe at five in the morning

here, or we will just go to the gym and to the coffee place and then watch TV and then sleep in

the morning here. Definitely nanowrimo changed everything here for the worst here and it does

not help that it is cold even in here, she (it) is always a tad freezingish here.

62650 in words here, we are on day twenty-two of nanowrimo here. And it still is no novel here,

no story apparently ah apparently here. Watching whatever there is on the telly and let it flow

into the quasi-novel here. The novel of the couch potato, maybe that is a name for the novel here.

How is that for a title here? Ah well ah well here. And now they talk a tad more about candles

and pillows and throws here. Adding that atmosphere. Who does that? Most people have one

décor and run with it for years to come here and hardly ever change anything because why would

you?

62761 here.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have this standing at seventy thousand here? A novel that is seventy

thousand words long here. Apparently, that is a negotiable length for any novel here. Even one

that is technically a non-novel here. And now it is Two Broke Galz here. One oh two, yup, two

minutes after one on the twenty-second day of nanowrimo here. Today in the evening, there will

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be a write-in two or maybe three cities from here in a cute li’l coffee house called Chocoholic,

no, wait, Coffeeholic here. It is just a five-minute walk from the station here and next to a mall in

the other city, the mall in the other city here. There are so many many malls sprinkled over the

region here, there is one every two seconds here. She has not even seen ‘em

all here because once you see one you see them all here. And Sophie is on the telly here

offending Polish people because that is what she does here. Wasn’t she the masseuse in Seinfeld,

rhe one who would not succumb to forceable massages? Yup, that sounds about right here.

62953 in words here. Write-ins, there are some all over the world here. Maybe even some that

are happening right at this time because, let us face it, this is something that is happening all over

the globe here, so, the write-ins are in different time zones here. At this time, it is evening in

Madrid or in Zurich here, maybe, well, according to the weather app on author’s phone here. It

has the weather but the time too here.

And now an ad for a law firm here and it is pretty cold here, both out in the world here and same

here at the laptop here. She ponders, how will she bounce back down to ten ponds less than she

is here now? Nanowrimo definitely did not help here because, let us face it, how much exorcise

do you get while typing here? You just sit and type here, well, whereas running a marathon

would be so much better here for weight loss here and weight management, too, here. Author

will never ever run a marathon, now will she here? Her runs are short, two or three blocks here

and that is not enough here, now is it here?

63153 here, writing ah writing this up here. In the morning there was this woman who

commented on author’s sweater’s color some days ago here, but now that she was not wearing

same sweater, we do not have anything to talk about here.

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In the gym, it was weird, all of the parking spaces in the gym part were full here, so author here

had to park in the space that is actually reserved for the patrons of the golf place here. Because

the golf place is next to the gym place is near to the study place here. The college where author

here took classes in Latin and in English lit here. Nice huh nice ah nice here. She ponders, there

is this manuscript editing space out of Montreal here, but they seem to change too much of the

wording here because apparently that is what editors do here. 63302 here yay ah yay here.

All of the write-in the world over here. There was one that started in the North Berkeley library

at twelve and it is now one and thirty-six here on the west coast, so they are still writing down

there in the library that author here has never been to here. There will be one in Walnut Creek

tomorrow somewhere near Heather’s Park or whatever the name of that place was here. So many

many years ago here. (Hearther’s Farm, that was it, yay, or Heather Farms here, near Ygnacio

Valley Road here))

And then there is the website of Albany, New York which is just cute here, and then there is a

library that is called Half Moon Library over there in Albany. And the image on the site is a

halfmoon and then there is a figure resting on the lower part of the halfmoon and reading a book

in pee jays here. Ah, so cute, so much sandman-like here. And we are writing and writing here,

she was awake during the night here and is now awake too after sleeping in all day here, which is

ah so very conducive to writing here, to writerdom here, it is as if you travelled and have jet lag

and are living in an alternate universe here and maybe come night here, she will go down to the

coffee place again here and have a warm and cozy chestnut drink with whip, and take it home to

drink in front of the telly here only to then sit back at the typing machine to feed some more

words to the machine here ah to the machine here. 35, sorry, 63572 here.

And now it is two and fifty-seven here. Late afternoon. And still Two and a Half Men here.

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So, apparently, there is no write-in in the coffee place three cities from here. But there is one in

the food court of the mall three or for cities from here. At seven in the evening. What a nice

place to write, you can always have a sandwich or a coffee or a cookie here while trying to wrap-

up the written story here. It is way too long a trip for author here who just stays put and types

stuff up here, but still, it is reassuring that she is not alone here and that there are others typing

away here and working this up to a generous wordcount here. So what, that this will not be

published here, who cares ah who cares here? 63735 here, write on ah type on here.

63743, on the telly, Erin Burnett here. And two other women here. And the man who was one

half of the duo that was responsible for Watergate here. Bernstein, yup, maybe that is his name

here.

63778 in words here.

Four twenty-two here, maybe, a walk through the neighborhood would do her good. Or sleeping

here. Anything to get away from the laptop here. Because how much more can you write for

people who will not read this here?

43, sorry, 63824 here.

62825. 63825, sorry, here.

Apparently, you can. Type up BS here. A story, a nonstory here.

Still Erin Burnett here.

Outside, still light here outside here. But actually, technically, this is the time when the sun sets.

Four twenty-three is sunset time and we have now four thirty-four here. The sun set eleven

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minutes ago, but it is still light outside here. You need light though, and it will get dark pretty

fast here. Yup, this is what we write about here, if you can call it a novel here.

Readings, maybe, she should attend readings. Instead of watching Seinfeld reruns. The

socializing, the glamour. Ah, let us face it, libraries and the like, there is no glamour in this here.

Just words, words, stuff written on paper, inscriptions, letters here. 13, sorry, my bad, 63961 in

words here, so near to 64 thousand here, oh, “there is no place like home for the holidays”, it is

an ad for the United States Post Office here, and a mailman behind a truck waving his hand here,

he is no Newman from Seinfeld here. And this is standing at 64015 here, yay ah yay here. Four

forty-five in the afternoon here in November of 2019 here, the twenty-second day of nanowrimo

here.

One thousand words on a Friday eve in November here. The most amazing novel that is not in

existence as of yet here. Well, maybe this is part of it and there will be a hiatus of maybe some

five days when she will travel the world here, but after that it will be the coming home to the

laptop here. Even now she has pangs of apprehension about the five days when she cannot type

up what she thinks here. Is this how writers feel on book tour here?

And now this guy on the telly with a pretty weird voice here. Reporters and lawyers here talking

on CNN here about the president and what is going on in Washington, DC here. Author has been

to DC here, she stayed in a Holiday Inn because she was there for a visa and it was quite

interesting. There were a lot of fitness clubs next to the hotel here and the embassy or the

consulate was in this street too here. This was a place where all the young people lived, the

people who work on Capitol Hill here and she took the bus to get to the American University or

at least that was next to where she could change and take the train to downtown, to DC, Capitol

Hill and the like here. The touristy part of DC, the White House, Pentagon, Congress, that place
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here. Where people did the march here. Anyhoo, we are still typing ah typing here. 64287 here.

Five twenty-two in the pee em here. So how come, the Biden interview will be happening at ten

in the evening here?

Which will be one hour from now here. And, by the way. It is now Fareed Zakaria on the telly

here. Talking to this guy whose name we don’t know here. Jon Berman, maybe? Author here

reads up a tad on Ford and Ferrari here. Which is kind of boring, who cares about the back story

of a movie here. American by choice here. And now, Cuomo here. Chis Cuomo, that is here.

Two other guys here. One in Philadelphia and the other one in Washington here. The one in

Washington has funny glasses here, dark rimmed ones, but more the ones that an artistic type

would wear here and not one who talks about politics here.

Actually, come to think of it, there is no problem with the glasses, it is more his face here and by

the way, maybe we should listen to what it is that they are discussing here. Well, nothing new

here, it is all impeachment this and slash or impeachment that here, it is a yawn fest here, there is

no way around it here.

64492 in words here, this will easily go up to 65000 here by the end of the day here. By the time

that Seinfeld will roll in here. The minutiae of the writer’s day here, the typing ah the typing of

words letters sentences here, commas and semicolons here.

64541 here, write on ah type on here.

64550.

Huh, there is a picture of the writers’ group in Kingston on Princess Street in this place that she

remembers here. She herself started writing while being in Kingston, there is something about

the place that makes you write here. You cannot help but become a writer over there here, there

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was a bookstore too, something about “the plot thickens”. Yup, that might have been the name of

that place here: The Plot Thickens. Anyways, we are still writing, still writing here while the

telly sings all of its songs here. She felt a tad hungry and lightheaded, three biscuits helped here

and a glass of tea here. Yup, hard liquor is not really what we do here, mainly because we cannot

hold our liquor here. Hopefully, we will manage to not go overboard while being down in the

States here.

The myth of the writer as consumer of hard liquor here. As lush. Author ponders, are lushes only

females? No guys apply for that title here? She can google it, because that is how we roll here:

google google google, yup, google ad nauseum here.

Six and thirty-five here. In the evening, the nite here. Today it is all about staying in, no

gingerbread latte with whip and no chestnut latte with whip and praline dust here. Maybe a tad of

salad and a tad of stuffed eggplant here. But it would definitely better to just stay away from any

calorie intake whatsoever here, after all, we gotta lose ten whole pounds until x-mas here.

Because if we let go, then this will shoot up to over two hundred pounds here. And this is not

what the body can handle here anymore, fatness is a young person’s game here. Once you are

older, you’ve gotta whittle it down, whether you like it or not here. The body becomes fragile,

the bones cannot handle hoisting the extra lard around here. And now Cuomo and a woman in

blonde and of course it is all about politics here, apparently, ah, apparently here. And this here,

this amazing novel here is standing at 64903 here and we might just drive this up to 65000 here,

in one sitting, because there is still a lotta time left until Seinfeld and its reruns will settle in here.

Seinfeld, about five or six years ago, she saw him in person in the Bronx here, well, on stage

here and it was just hilarious, ah, so very funny here. She especially laughed at the jokes,

because they were all about matrimony here, people who were single, hardly got the jokes here

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and just stared ahead here, flabbergasted here. But back now to Cuomo Prime Time here. 65002,

yay ah yay here. Six forty-nine here, by the way here. And definitely an overuse, an over

appearance of the word HERE here.

Let us write some more here. While still CNN is on here. Don Lemon and Joe Biden here. Seven

minutes and Kramer will be on here. It is the twenty-second here and on the telly, Joe Lockhart

here. 65063 here, words ah words here. Four more minutes and this will stand at, well, the time

will be eight in the evening here. The word count, who knows at what it will stand here. Keeping

tabs on time and date and word count – ah, can this pass 4 a novel here? (As a novel here?) And

65117 it is, it is here.

Storytelling. It is what it is. On the telly, a documentary about elephants. And a woman who tells

the story. Nine and forty-four here in the evening of 11/22/19. 65156. There is a cute little

animation on the site by Kindle Direct Publishing which is owned by Amazon here. But what

difference does it really make to have something rummage around in the cloud here? Maybe in

her case here writing is just an end in itself here. Yup, let us go with that story here. That is the

story we are sticking’ to here. The writer who writes while the telly sings that is the story here.

Something like that here and something of that kind here. 65245 here. Yay ah yay here.

And now it is four and twenty-seven here. In the afternoon. Around the time that the sun is

setting here. Maybe it has already set here. Though there are still glimpses of brightness on here.

Dusk, dawn, that kind of thing here. From dawn to dusk. So, ok, this is dusky time here. She just

came from a walk around the neighborhood. Before, there were two women running, even

though it is four degrees outside. No wool hat and only one of them was wearing gloves. It is

good weather for running, because hot weather is horrible for running. Cold weather is better.

Ten degrees Celsius, that is apparently the optimal weather, so they say ah so they say. The run

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experts here. The marathon experts here. The people who are throwing marathon events all over

the world here. The marathon planners apparently. How are they different from wedding

planners? Do you know how much administrative shit goes into something like the New York

marathon? And by the way, we are typing typing here. 4:33 PM, 11/23/19, 65429 in words in

words here. Today there was a write-in in a cozy library on the other side of the water. It would

have been a drag to go out there, then again it would have been a write-in and there is something

ah so very inspiring about all these writers typing away here. The idea that you too can do it.

That you too have the inner Melville in (inside of) you. Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, you take your

pick here. Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Roth. Frisch. Somebody has to write up these books,

somebody has to win the Pulitzer, the Nobel, the book of the month award here. Why can that

not be yours truly here? It is not that we do not provide the elbow grease here, we do. Even

though we hardly know what it is that we are doing here. Norman Mailer used to participate in

workshops long after he was a famous writer here. There is always something, one can learn

here. Phillip Roth used to teach at the University of Chicago, let’s face it, in writing class the

teacher learns as much as the student does here. Or maybe in any kind of pedagogical endeavor

here, in any kind of pedagogical undertaking here. She ponders, what is the difference ‘tween

endeavor and undertaking in this context here? Well, each word has its own meaning, its hidden

meanings, its entourage, so to speak, the differences are slight, but they are there. This is the

reason why there is no perfect translation for a text, because there are all these slight nuances in

the words of a language here, the tones differ here (the tone differs here).

65701, she was all out and about, so that she gets ideas for the novel here. The idea being that if

you have a busy day, then the novel will write itself. You observe the world and then you come

home to the laptop and write down a masterpiece without thinking twice, it comes naturally,

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organically, you do not even need to plan and plot anything here. Well, ideally; in reality writing

usually sucks and it never ever goes the way you want it to here. It is a craft and you have to

know your craft. But it is an art too, you have to be a virtuoso, and practice makes perfect, the

more you write, the more you type, the better you get, automatically here.

She bought a book that is called “A girl named Anna” and it is written by a woman that went to

Cambridge. It was the first book that she saw when she entered the big box bookshop here, it was

placed very strategically in a place where anybody entering would see this book, at first glance

here. And it reminds you of song titles, well, of one song in particular, “A boy named Sue”, but

then again, Johnny Cash’s song had different connotations here. Because, let us face it, no boy is

named Sue, and when Johnny Sash sung it with his super-gravelly voice, it was juxtaposition

galore here. A girl named Anna, it is kind of too feminine, lots of girls are named Anna here.

Author though, liked it for personal reasons, her last nanowrimo novel was called ANA. That

was the title of the novel here. Or maybe it was the year before, all she knows is that it was one

of her nanowrimo projects here. But there is still a reason that makes the book legit and that is

that the writer went to Cambridge. Thus, the book must be good, even if it stinks, it is the brand

recognition element here.

And we are writing and writing here. 66038, 9, write on here write on here.

She weighs 170 pounds; ten pounds have to come down till Christmas here. But we said that

already here, it bears repeating though here. She had much too much food, that is for sure here.

Pizza, donut, whip, sandwich with quinoa, the calorie intake has to be curbed here, if you want to

have a thin waist here, if you want to sport a slighter, skinnier figure here. One that can run

marathons, one that can fit into clothes here, though all of her clothes fit, whatever her size is

here. Jeans and t-shirts and sweaters, they always fit here, so do sweatpants and yoga pants here.

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Maybe that is the reason for the obesity crisis, elastic waistbands here. Whoever invented the

elastic waistband is the culprit for heart attacks and strokes here. Maybe we should write a book

about that here, after all, we are not cutting it as a novelist here. And nonfiction sells better

anyways here, you can land a publishing contract much more easily here. Yup, still another book

about weight and weight loss and why people are getting fatter, it definitely will sell, because

everybody is always worried about the extra kilos here. Everybody and their dog here.

The whole population of this planet is getting fatter here. How can the surface of the earth

withstand the extra weight of its inhabitants here? Questions ah questions here. And five oh one

it is, it is here. It is dark now, apparently ah apparently here. She ponders, where will tomorrow’s

write-in be here? It usually is in the library downtown here, on the ninth floor, but maybe

tomorrow is different here. On November twenty-seventh she will leave for Oakland or for San

Francisco, so there will be no writing anymore come Wednesday here. All of this will stop on

November twenty-six here. So, she will only write on November twenty four and twenty-five

here. No, wait, she will be able to write for four more days here. Today, tomorrow, Monday and

Tuesday here. Four more days for the nanowrimo novel here. At this point this is standing at

66393 words here, come Tuesday at midnight, this should stand at one hundred thousand here, at

least, that is what we are shooting for here. A novel of one hundred thousand words here, double

the requirement of the nanowrimo novel here. Last year she had two hundred thousand words,

four times the required amount here. Well, last year she was more prolific here. Much much

more prolific here.

And now it is five and thirty-seven here, in the evening slash afternoon here. Maybe she should

still go out to the coffee place next to the gas station and have a latte and watch people interact.

The ones who do not want to go home to their chilly houses where the heater does not work.

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After all, the coffee house is warm, it is a business and it is, after all, a small and cozy room here

where there is always something boiling, water, coffee, so it is automatically hot or at least

warm, just like a kitchen would be here. And there are people to watch, tall persons, short

persons, fat ones, thin ones, old ones, young ones, male ones, female ones, bald ones, people

with hair, you get the gist here. This reminds her of Walter Matthau at the Oscars, together with

the other one. Lemming, Fleming? We will watch the clip on you tube, you can do that

nowadays here, easy research here. So, it was Jack Lemmon and we found that clip, it was

hilarious. The winner is Warren Beatty. This was at the 1982 Oscars, when Warren Beatty wins

the Oscar for best director. A deadpan Walter Matthau delivers the part about short directors and

tall directors, and that is what we were referring to some sentences ago here. We are kind of

stealing from him here. But then again, nothing under the sun is new, you always reference and

paraphrase somebody else here. Especially in art, especially in using the language here. 66733, it

is four minutes after six here. Maybe we should let go of the chestnut latte here because it “will

be a minute on the lips and a lifetime on the hips” here. It is six oh five and this stands at 66775

in words here. 66779.

Now it is seven forty-six here. In the evening here. Seven forty-seven. On the telly a man with an

Italian name and an Italian accent. Aljazeera.

Author here ponders if she should write a book about food bloggers. Travel bloggers, fashion

bloggers. The new phenomenon. There are running bloggers, people who share their strava times

with the world at large here. If push comes to shove you can blog about anything here. And then

you can write about their lives here. Make up stories about their lives here. Maybe that would be

an idea for a storyline here. A story has to have drama. Why else would anybody read it? The

drama of the everyday. How is that for a story here? The minutiae of the everyday. The

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tediousness of the everyday here. Where nothing ever happens. To describe how paint dries. That

seems to be author’s cup of tea here. Because let us face it, the life of a writer is utterly boring. It

has to be. If it was too exciting, then the writer would be busy living her life and would not have

time to write down words here. She ponders, if her logic makes sense here. Well, be this as it

may, we now have 66990 words here and need only ten more to drive this up to 67001 here. And

67005 it is, it is here.

She looks at pics of food on Instagram. She is definitely full; she is exploding here. Apple strudel

does that to yer. Her weight ah her weight. If it stays at 170, we will be happy here. It should not

go up; it could go down. But 170, that is where it should stay now. Her maintenance weight here.

67070. 67071.

So, maybe three thousand words here and then this will stand at seventy thousand words here.

Apparently, we cannot find a story arc here, but we can definitely lament on and on how we are

unable to construct a novel here.

Three forty-one in the middle of the night here. Wow, her sleep pattern is definitely off here. It

is, however, the twenty-fourth, early Sunday. There is no reason for saying “however” here in

this context, there is no contrast between being awake at an ungodly hour and finishing up the

wordcount. And the wordcount is fulfilled anyways here. And the month will go forward

whether we write or do not write here. Day twenty-four of nanowrimo. Sunday. She will write on

the 24th and the 25th and the 26th and then on the 27th it will be the trek down to California here.

So, technically, three days of writing here still, working on a novel that has a lot of problems

here. Mainly the defect of not being a novel. Which makes it unpublishable in the traditional

sense and just forces us to go the route of selfpublishing here which is not that good, there are no

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editors, no persons who will tell you that your writing sucks, if and when it indeed sucks here. It

is like doing a circus act without a net here. It used to be called vanity press, though, not any

more these days here. She ponders, where will the write-in be? Library? She has to check it (out)

here. By the way, this now is standing at 67335 here, let us update this on the nanowrimo

website here. 67346. 67347. At four in the nite here.

The write-in, the write-in. it is just starting up here, no, wait, it is starting up in three minutes.

But we are here, some five kilometers away from that place on the ninth floor and we will not

make it there in time here. Maybe, it is more like twenty kilometers, we have to look it up on

google map. But getting there is a drag, we have to beat the traffic and it is the weekend, so there

will be cars back to back on the bridge here. The weather is nice though, sunny, yup, who would

have thought here that it would be this nice on a Sunday in late November here. Michael

Bloomberg announces that he is a candidate for the Democrats here, he is a candidate for

presidency here. A very late entry, that is what the person says on the telly here.

So, we were in the coffee place next to the gas station. There is a bake sale on the other side of

the street according to the sign in front of the door of the Hellenic Center here. In the coffee

place, a man and another man and a woman, they make a mess and then they ask the barista in

the red apron to come and bring a mop here. The mop in that place is kind of like a broom here.

It seems very potent though, ah, so very functional here. As if it can absorb a lot of fluid that is

there on the ground here. When she is going back to the car, she thinks of how many people live

here next to the coffee house. There are three old peoples’ houses within walking distance from

each other. There are all those people inside of the coffee house, of all ages and all day long here.

There is a woman who is watching her child do homework and who explains stuff to the child

here as if she knows, even though she does not have teaching credentials here or maybe she does

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here. She is wearing glasses, so, maybe that is worth something here. There is a woman with

glitter on her tennis shoes, and it is easy mom-chic here, and she is rail-thin and with another

woman, one wears white, off white and one wears black and they are both rail-thin in a suburban

mom kind of way, former model, now retired to the burbs here and she is not from (around) here,

she must be from the outer burbs here, she has that kind of vibe here, gives our that kind of vibe

here, as if she drove forever to come here and then there are all the cars next to the high school

and the high school has produced a mayor and a prime minister and we will go back to write and

to write here. These days, she has morphed into a ball, though only two months ago she was a

stick, feels good to be a ball, wear stuff in layers and a toque and you can be easily passing for a

scare crow here, and who says that scarecrows are not healthy animals too here. She will pass on

weighing herself each and every day here, she will pass on being obsessive here because that is

no good here, she will just type this up and call it a day come Wednesday the twenty-seventh

around here ( once Wednesday comes around here), because that is when she will fly down to

San Francisco to revel in the land of the founders of nanowrimo here. They are in Berkeley in

their Office of Light and Letters next to the bakery, Annabel or something here.

She will take her laptop down to the coffee place here because that seems to be the thing to do

here. To write while the people are congregating in that place here and interact and she will sit

there in her writerly regalia, all shuddered, all straddled, all layers and all pee-jay-like here. It is

better to sit there and write there, much much better here. Or maybe she could sit in the Y,

maybe that is a good place too here, apparently ah apparently here. The sun is shining, so one

can take the laptop to these places here.

Eleven twenty on a morning in November here, on a Sunday a Sunday a Sunday here.

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So now she is in the most unlikely of places here. To pen her novel here. It is eleven and forty-

four in the AM and it is still 11/24/19. The Y, that is where we ended up here. Three hours

parking, so that is good here. And the laptop will take it, the battery will last here hopefully ah

hopefully here. She has done this before and it lasted actually some five hours here, so we are

good here. Who pens their nanowrimo project in the Y while people are swimming in the pool

which is behind her, and there is merely a glass door and we can see the people in the pool and

there are noises of children and adults here in the pool and actually here too. We can see out onto

the street and onto the new science building of the community college here. Somehow, we do not

call it college, somehow, it still is the community college as if thus it is a lesser kind of college, a

college for the masses, anybody can walk off the street and take classes here, even though in the

end, there is no brand name recognition whatsoever here. One college of many here, the colleges

of north America that basically teach exactly the same stuff that the hi-priced exclusive places do

here. Or maybe they do not and who really cares here. This is not a treatise on higher education

here, this is a novel, first and foremost. The treck, the journey of the person who writes and who

types here in November of 2019, in order to fulfill the requirement of the nanowrimo

competition here. And typing this up here is weird, mainly, because the laptop is so much higher

on this table here than it is at home here. Later, she might just go down to the golf place and

write in the clubhouse there, though then she has to order something, a tea, maybe, here. She

could actually walk down to the college too and write there, in there with all of the students here.

So many places where the novel can be written and typed up here, somehow the looking for the

perfect writing place seems to have, hold precedence over finding the right words here. A man

and a woman leave the gym here, their work on the treadmill and in the weight room is over

here. This place is everything here, social place, showers, hairstylist, pool, gym. The place where

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author here keeps tabs on her weight, on loss and gain, so it is kind of a medical facility too here.

Weight loss means that your heart is happier in pumping the blood to its ventricles and valves

here.

And 68538 it is, it is here. Later on, we will see where the typing mistakes lie here.

She could just keep on writing and then, in the end, come back here and find all the mistakes

here. Maybe having this stand at seventy thousand is all that there is to be achieved here in

November of two thousand and nineteen, maybe, that will just make us happy here, even if it is

ah so Sisyphean here. Maybe that is what we are striving for here, to be unpublished here, to be a

hapless writer here. And to live forever in the rejection jungle here. So what, if she will never

ever be published here, after all, it is the journey that counts and nothing more here, n’est-ce pas

here?

The day is nice and hopefully there will be no rain because we have to log (lug) this laptop back

to the car here. Ah, the science building and the trees in front of it (nic, nice) here. The science

building is very geometrical, a block in black and white. Very elegant here, just as science is in

itself here (in the world?). A way to declare the world as something that can be systematically

explained. Well, by systematically, we mean, in systems here. Abstract the world around you.

Into formulas that always hold true here, except when there are the exceptions to the rule here. A

motorcycle on the road here, going towards the city where there is the big tall mall here. North

America, the land of malls here. Not the land of the brave, but the land of the endless mallscapes

here. Streets, concrete, asphalt on the streets here. And we write we write here. (And we write,

ah, we write here). In the nite, she looked at the truck that just came out by Tesla here. It was

launched in Los Angeles here, down the coast and in warmer climes here. The person in charge

of design, who studied at Syracuse and whose ancestors were aristocrats apparently, judging by

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his name here, he took a rock and smashed it through the window here and that was fun because

it shows that the new Tesla is not shatterproof and not bulletproof here, at least, not the glass

window here. And there are men laughing loudly next to the concierge place of the Y here. And

we write and write here, and the trees are barren, devoid of leaves, well, for the most part here

because it is getting towards winter here in late November here. This is quite a place for writers

here, the best place to fashion a novel that lacks protagonists and antagonist(s) here. Where did

Philipp Roth do his writings after he became famous; where did Norman Mailer do it? You

know, they all become famous on a whim here and then they have to live with fame and /or

fortune here. A person in blue and red in the distance here on the street walking towards the

other city here. It is funny, one can see the reflections of the lights in here against the trees

(through the glass), so it looks as if the trees have all these round lightbulbs, it looks very

Christmassy by default, just because of the reflections here. Funny, huh, maybe this is what is

called “point of view” in writing here. Wherever you stand, wherever you go, there is a different

position here and a different point of view here. Her typing arm is starting to hurt here, her old

war wound, when she broke her humerus back when here, while walking down the street next to

her house here. She never did enough of that clammy physio here and that is why it is now

coming back to haunt her way into her olden days here. So, Bloomberg wants to run for prez and

he is pushing eighty here. Wow, ah, wow here. They all seem to do this here, funny, huh, is it not

here? All of these old men and all of these old women here. More men and most of ‘em white

here. And the writing is going on here and we are still at it here. She is wearing a wool hat,

sporting a woolhat, has jeans on and two pairs of socks and the blue shoes that are designed in

Zurich and put together in Vietnam here, they are comfy in an obvious way here and we are

keeping on ramblin’ and a-ramblin’ here. And so, this is standing at 69277 here and there are no

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chapters anymore in this text here, the chapter-stuff has long been abandoned here. There is just

one very long chapter after the aftermath chapter here, the epilogue chapter here. Or maybe, this

is technically part of the second epilogue here and she is not quite sure here and it is some half an

hour into the afternoon here on a Sunday in late November here. While the children are in the

Olympic pool behind her and are noisy noisy here and some are louder than others here. 69370.

Author here looks professional in a writerly way here. Just sayin’, just sayin’ here. The image is

ay okay here, even if the words suck here. Somebody writing her dissertation maybe, somebody

who came late to the party here, after raising kids and the like here, apparently ah apparently

here. Maybe this too will be like Ross’s dissertation, finally bound and on the fifth floor of a

library, catching dust particles and the like here. Or it will just rot in the cloud here apparently ah

apparently here.

69459.

All her stuff is black here, the wallet, the long one, her key thingie, the phone, the laptop. It all

means, signals, that we mean business here.

Mike Bloomberg Joins 2020 Democratic Field For President, so the New York Times Five hours

ago. She googled it on her iPhone six here, or is it still an iPhone 5 here? Everything, we live in

the world of instanews here. Bloomberg, let us face it, that is a good choice, but he will not win,

or will he? He will be more the candidate of the urban, the elite, the ones who can read. And

Trump will be more the one that the ones who work with their hands vote for, the ones who toil.

But is there even a rift here? In this time and age, where everybody works with their hands and

their brains here. Manual labor and cognitive labor, there is no dif here. And it might start to rain

here and then we are screwed here because we have to transport the laptop to the car here and

then from the car to the room with the telly here. And 69670 it is, it is here.

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She is at the Y, so she could exercise instead of reading up about Mike Bloomberg and the

obstacles that he might or might not face, now that he is running for POTUS here. The things

that will be written about him, the scrutiny that he and his company will be under here, will be

facing here. A frat boy mentality at his firm, in the late eighties, maybe nineties here. Something

of that kind here. Well, he is an old guy, so he has been around, and the idea is, that it used to be

cruder back when here. 69773, in words here. Back to the idea that this here is a gym and that we

should and could exercise here easily instead of sitting and typing and perusing the phone here.

Well, problem is, that she was up and about the day before here and that was a tad too much here

and she did not feel that good in the night here. She could feel the heart, so to speak here. She

could feel it physically here or what she perceives to be her heart here. Her left side. So maybe,

now we should just take it easy in here. The problem is that you never know how much your

particular body can handle or cannot handle. It is a shoot in the dark here, do you ignore warning

signs or don’t you here. A woman runs in red clothes into the Y. this one guy seems to talk to

himself while working on his phone here. People are all staring down at fones here, everywhere

here.

It is the reality of the times we live in here. All these phones that are made in China or

somewhere else in southeast Asia here. And this is coming to an end here, this will stand at

seventy thousand and then we can stop here, for moments here. Nine more words and now this is

standin’ @ 70000 exactly here.

Yup, now she is a round person whereas before she was a stick. In some mere two months this

happened but it will be better to get back to stickdom here. The heart will prefer it, isn’t that so

here? Medical science says so, not in so many words here, but still. Ah the body mass index,

better to have it in the normal range here, apparently ah apparently here.

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Sunset, wow, actually ten minutes after sunset. According to the weather app, the sun is setting at

4:20 in this city and it is now 4:30 here. 70116, nice ah nice here. Columbo at eight, so we still

have time till then here. What is your first name? Lieutenant. Yup, he is something else here,

apparently ah apparently here.

Five in the eve here. Pitch dark outside. Maybe we still drive some words onto the page here.

Tomorrow there are write-ins in town here. But seems we are doing better sans ‘em here. At least

the words amass, though not necessarily in the form of a novel here. On the telly, a man who will

talk to Cory Booker now out of his home state of New Jersey here. This is a show out of

MSNBC with a man in a beard here, whom we have never ever seen before here. Apparently.

this is his show and he sounds very professional. And now Cory Booker.

And once more, the story of the enquiry. The impeachment enquiry. Highlights from the

testimonies. We have seen them before, for the most part here. Reruns ah reruns here. They were

lampooned on Saturday night life the night before. So were the debates of the Democrats here.

70301 in words here. Where will this stand when we will go down to nanowrimo country here?

Which wordcount here? Maybe we should just let it play itself out here because, if push comes to

shove, we have the required fifty thousand already here, so there is no rush to amass more here.

We just write and see where it will go here. The problem will be when we have to stop, she is so

used here to the daily typing project here and once this will stop, something else has to be there

and travel in itself is a tad too tedious here. Maybe, she will start this Anna book, yup, she has to

remind herself to take it down to the East Bay here. And one or two boxes of chocolate here.

And then it will be turkey time apparently here. And now we can leave this, all of the

testimonials here.

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70455 words here at seven fifteen in the evening on the Sunday before Black Friday here. Yup,

November, it is all with the day that commercialism goes berserk here. Black Friday. All the

commercials advertise it, talk about it and now we know, why there are so many sales in town

here. And on the telly, Watergate what with impeachment hearings abut this president here, let us

reminiscence about the last impeachment here. Therefore I shall resign the presidency effective

by noon tomorrow. It is the voice of Nixon here. And now an ad for a heart medicine here.

Something against heart failure here. And music playing in the back here. Seven twenty, forty

minutes till Columbo here. 70574 in words here.

And now it shows Clinton. And now Timothy Naftali. Stuff on the telly here. The novel marches

forward here. We call it a novel because it is important how the writer herself thinks about the

text here.

70614 in words here. Seven and thirty-three in the pee em here. The book in the making here.

That is what we like to discuss here. Apparently, ah, apparently here. She had a tad too much

food here. A latte with whip. A piece of banana bread. A shawarma wrap with chicken. Salad.

Meat and potatoes. Tea and sugar. 70673 – in words here.

70677. Harvard professor Noah Feldman talking to Fareed Zakaria. And pics of Donald Trump.

Clips from a rally.

Another day of writing still. Ten in the night here. The date stands at twenty-fifth of November.

And tomorrow there will be a write-in before your boss does something here. At least that is

what it says on the site here. Come and write before you meet your boss. Nope, that cannot be

right here. Something about a boss. Meaning basically that the persons who will be part of the

write-in are working stiffs. Who will start their nine to five job, well, at nine and so they can do

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the write-in at seven. A pre work write in here, so to speak. But not every writer is an office

worker in downtown. It takes all kinds of writers in nanowrimo here.

Be this as it may, the wordcount stands at 70824 here. Tomorrow will be her last day of writing

because on Wednesday it is journey time travel time here. She will not be able to write on her

trip. It will be nanowrimo cut short here. Which is not that nice, it is ah so very inconvenient

here. The most amazing novel in modern history cut short merely because the author is otherwise

occupied here. How can we do that to literature here? A loss for worldlit, yup, that is what it is

here.

On the telly, Chris Cuomo and a man with a strong southern accent here. Apparently, he is a

Republican here. Senator Kennedy. That is his name here. Hmm, not all Kennedys are from

Massachusetts here. This one is from Louisiana here. And now it is ten thirty here. And it is still

about the impeachment enquiry, but we do not really know what is going on there. And is it

enquiry or inquiry here?

And today we watched the movie 21 Bridges. Pretty good stuff but definitely gory here. Pretty

bloody, sometimes one had to look away. 71009. And now Ronan Farrow. But we just caught the

last end (tail end) of it here, when they shook hands. Chris and Ronan, that is here. And now it is

time to commiserate about this nanowrimo experience here. Well, basically, we suck at novel

writing here. But not at writing sentences. And maybe, that is enough here. The process of typing

up stuff. Of commiserating. Of using words like “commiserate” without quite knowing what the

meaning is here. Isn’t that enough stuff for a novel here? That people all over the world would

write down words, sentences, stories that will never ever be published. It definitely is the journey

that counts here. Not necessarily the end product. The fun of trying something again and again

even if you are not good at it. It is the human condition. The running after the goal that always

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runs through your fingers like sand. When you think you can catch it, it disappears into nothing.

But the iron will is there. The stamina. The keeping at it here. Yes, we will never ever be a Philip

Roth, that is a given, but we get slightly better at writing up stuff here. At typing. At saving the

word files on the computer. It is not much but it is better than nothing here. (The bar is low,

arguably here.) And now, Chris Cuomo who just has nothing good to say about Trump here,

ever. This president lies… as if other politicians do not lie. One definition of politician is liar. At

least in the mind of most ordnary people here. Not every politician is a Mario Cuomo here,

Chris. The bar is not that high, usually here.

And this is standing at 71286 here, yay ah yay here. 71292 here. In words words words here.

And the overuse of HERE is the main element of her writing, its main characteristic. On another

note, Roger Federer is investing in On shoes, well, here. And 71339 we have here. Some seven

hundred words were written today here. Not that much, arguably here. She feels a cold coming

on. A bad one.

So yes, maybe, this is the end of the novel here. Our novel. Her novel. The one novel of many.

The one that was constructed in November of two thousand and seventeen. There are many more

like this. Penned by other would-be-writers, would-be authors. What is in a name? They are all

writers, just by the fact that they wrote fifty thousand words. On another note, it was the coffee

house already. The barista who cleans the windshield. Who spritzed fluid on the glass and then

wipes it (off). We are watching what he does. How he does it. This is the stuff of novels. Not

murder and mayhem and blood as in 21 Bridges. Why does a story have to be a story like that?

Where extraordinary stuff happens. Why not a run-down of the ordinary? The story of the

everyday. Novelists, poets, they should tackle that. The human condition. To borrow a wording

from Walter Matthau here. In the presentation, the speech at the Academy Awards of 1982. The

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human condition, that is what counts. A novel should and will highlight this here. She listened to

the director of 21 Bridges. He was good, he talked about the movie and Northern Ireland. He

talked in this sharp accent, you could not but help to think that he is poetic just in the way he

talks. An artist through and through. Just by the fact that he intones words in a certain way.

But he kind of made the liaison between the drama of the story of 21 Bridges and the everyday.

The connection between extraordinary circumstances and ordinary, regular circumstances. The

way that the detective stayed calm under pressure, maybe. But more so that the viewer can relate

to what is going on on the screen. Maybe it is all about the twenty-one bridges. The drama of the

city. That particular city, New York, the place of so many tales. The city under siege from

within. Because the city is this big animal with all its crevasses, you would not know what

happens somewhere in this place where eight million are crammed together in close proximity.

What is happening underground, though, technically, you can hear the city pulsate underground,

the subway trains rumbling through the tunnels underfoot here. It is all about that, there is stuff

happening underground and up in the air, in the concrete jungle here. Skyscraper(s) and tunnel

(s) under foot and machines going through at high speed here. A city is a city here and most of

the story is happening when it is dark here. The cinematic effect. Electric lights illuminating the

pitch-dark night here.

Anyhoo, be this as it may here, this stands @ 71813, time to get ready to watch King of Queens

and have a shawarma sandwich wrap here. The weight ah the weight, hopefully it will stay

within limits, within limits here.

When she opens her laptop, there is this image of a place in Italy. Different buildings in different

colors, all nestled together atop a cliff and it is beautiful. A little city above the water. Some

spectacular view and it is all somewhere in Italy. You can see the blue water at the bottom of the

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cliff. Wherever that is in Italy here. Manaola Italy beach that is what the caption says here.

Manarola. So it is part of Cinque Terre which is how it looked here. Never been but seen

pictures, obviously here.

And now it is laughtracks and Two Broke Girls and Max and her snarky remarks here. It is her

first friend, the comic artist. A street artist as she says to Oleg here.

71971 words and we can still drive this up to 72000 here. The novel that keeps on giving.

And now the cashier in Two Broke Girls who is full of funny wisdom. And we do not remember

his name. and 72009. In words in words here.

And now we should drive this up to 73000. or pack the suitcase for the trip down to the East Bay.

But how much stuff do you really need on a five-day trip? How difficult could it be to pack for

that? It should take no more than half an hour here. Easy peasy. Would be nice though if she

would know when she has to be at the airport tomorrow. Everything should be planned in detail

here. Nothing worse than being late for anything. Procrastination sucks. Preparation is

everything. After all, we cannot really pen Moby Dick in a heartbeat here. The novel, it is what it

is here. And 72130 we have here. Nanowrimo will end on Sunday and so this is the reason why

there is no wrap-up party. The last day is a Sunday and the parties are usually on a Sunday. But

now, the Sunday is still part of the writing endeavor. There will be a writing marathon here in

town here. All the regions the world over are doing it differently. Each region can do whatever it

wants here.

And now Max and the comic artist. They are still getting acquainted; they are not dating as of yet

here. It is that early in the episodes here.

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Ten fifty-three in the morning in November here before American Thanksgiving. Before it is

time to devour the turkey. That will be on Thursday here and today it is still Tuesday here.

Yesterday, she was all about being out and about, 21 Bridges and all. A pancake in the place on

fourth, no wait it was a donut, a donut with a crackly glaze and lots of vanilla pastry cream inside

of the donut ball. It is very rich and you definitely get tummy aches later in the day here though,

maybe, that is worth it because it is so good, so delicious here. And later, it was this sandwich

melt with mozzarella cheeses or maybe it is white cheddar and there is roast beef and onions and

garlic sauce. And still there was the chestnut coffee and lots of whip and caramelly sprinkles

therein which are sugary and not too hard, they crumble when you bite onto them here and then

have the whip that kind of smoothes the crackling of the crumbs here. And everything is

caramelly here, burnt sugar but not too burnt here and we should really write a novel about food

here and the textures and the tastes of ‘em here. (Reese’s pieces in the movie theater). 72437 and

yesterday in the eve it was Stephen Colbert and Robert de Niro on the telly here. Fake prez and

mature, grown up. Words that de Niro used in his interview here. (Referring to Trump and Mike

Bloomberg, respectively here). She ponders if she wrote all this down already here. And by the

way, now it is time for paternity court here. Five hundred words and then we will have some

73000 words here. At a later time, we might just edit this here but at this time, it is all about

typing this all up here. And now it is a woman who talks to the other woman who is the mother

and thinks that this person is the father of her child here.

Author here ponders if she should describe the little place that she was in the day before, the one

near the library that usually has a lot of commotion in it at any time of the day here, but on this

day there was hardly anything going on here. Same in this one place where they were closed

already because lunch was over here. And then there was this other place where they were closed

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on Mondays here. Author sure has enough fodder for writing three books just by being out and

about in the city. And first thing in the morn it was the mall and people walking around the mall

while there were big photos, big portraits of mostly women on the walls here. There must have

been coffee in the coffee house too and there must have been the gym, but we do not remember

this. What we do remember though was the four block run that we did with a wool hat here. And

then there was this woman at the bus station that liked the wool hart and that had a strong eastern

European accent. The purchase of the chocolate square that is some kind of gift for going down

to the East Bay. Lots of things happened on Monday here while we were not writing here.

Fodder for any novel here. Just gotta string something together here. The young woman who

looks like another young woman some twenty years ago but who cannot be the same person

here. The hair though is the same and it is in an updo here and there is no make-up whatsoever

here. Different faces that could be protagonists in a novel her. A fictional story that still has to be

developed here but we are not that kind of novelist, we cannot make up our mind here about a

story or even about a person here. Yup, yes, maybe her name is still Gabriela, because that is as

good a name as any here.

Last year she was reading the spider girl (Spider Girl) book here and this year she has this book

about an Anna person here. Each and every time a book about a girl. And Gabriella is a girl too

here. She ponders, should the protagonist even be female here? The two books that she reads,

they are about females but maybe that is just the kind of book that we are interested in here

without even knowing why here. The story of a person and maybe we are projecting here. 12977,

the words seem to accumulate once that you just start ramblin’ here. Tonight, there will be once

more a write-in in the grocery place where they have pizza slices without gluten here that look

pretty healthy and without much cheese on ‘em here. And 73023 it is here it is here.

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The day of business on Monday and the day of sitting in solitude on Tuesday. Though, there was

the coffee house and there might even be coffee house time at some point in the evening. Is this

how the lives of writers are the world over here? The website says keep on writing, just writing,

and writing, and writing. For some reason there is a comma after writing which should not even

be like that here. She saw the message on her phone, and it is more impactful on the mall screen

of the phone here. And now, it is once more People’s Court and after that it will be Ross and

Rachel, just as it happens each and every day here during the week here and the station is a

station out of Seattle that is very big on reruns here. She ponders, maybe not, maybe, it is the

station out of Chicago or the one put of Boston here. King of Queens is out of Seattle and these

ones are the ones that are on the east coast here. She ponders, Chicago is not really east coast, it

is more middle America here. Geography is not her strongest suit here.

73229 here. Words ah words here.

She had a piece of apple strudel and milk here. Not that good for the waistline here. Chocolate,

maybe we should have chocolate here. Or not here. And now, it is Ross and Rachel-time here.

Two Broke Girls. Once more. Sitcoms on the telly are the background music to her novelling. Or

maybe they are the subject matter of her novelling. They and Anderson Cooper.

73322. And this is finished and now it is Two and a Half Men.

Alan and the mom on the phone calling from Dubai.

And now, it is Big Bang. And laugh tracks here. Next to sunset. Four twenty-one it is in the

afternoon in late November. A Tuesday, last Tuesday of nanowrimo. She can type some more

words here, yup, why not. The write-in in the grocery store will be up and goin’ in two hours but

it seems that we have to skip it here. One meating she attended and that is enough. Well, not

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attending in the traditional way, she just looked around in the coffee place in downtown at seven

before she went to the gym here. It is more the idea of others doing the same thing that makes

nanowrimo into the success it is here. The communal writing experience here. But she stated that

already or maybe, she did not. The writing is coming to an end mainly because it has to

eventually. Every story has an end and then there will be other stories to be told here. Other

stories that are about hapless writers here because that seems to be what this author here is

interested in here. The human condition exemplified by the struggles and by the non-struggles of

a hapless writer. And they are all are. Even the ones that are successful. Writing-up stories it is

something superfluous. Nobody needs art but it is there, anyways. For no apparent reason here.

And now it is Lennard and Howard who talk science in terms that nobody understands here. Raj,

Sheldon and this music that seems to be from Startreck here. And Penny, yup, it is another

episode here, one of the ones at the beginning here, she has seen it before, lots of times here.

Someone in Szechuan Province, China is using his computer to turn our lights on and off. Here is

a question: Why?

The theme song and this is standing at 73657 here.

Maybe we should drive this down to 75 000 here. Seems like a nice round number for a novel.

Nobody cares about the wordcount but publishers. And before that, of course, literary agents.

Because most publishers do not answer to unsolicited submissions. There is this one publisher

though, near Union Square which does. But you have to send your manuscript on paper to ‘em

here. Maybe we will go that route here. The old-fashioned way.

And Penny and Sheldon now. You had a lucky hunch. This is what Penny says to Sheldon

quoting Lennard and thus their animosity is reawakened here. It is all about a paper that both

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Lennard and Sheldon published together and now they are in cahoots over who is the main

author here.

So this is wat we do now, retelling stories fashioned by others here. Actually, there was a script

and then it was made into a movie aka an episode of a sitcom and now we are quoting parts of it

as part of a novel here. And by the way this is standin’ at 73839 words here. So, this is now

November unfolds, each and every year. With the fashioning of a text that might or might not be

published here. This is what writers do, apparently.

She could still go down to the coffee house and have a latte, but she is way too full here and

given that there will be overeating come Thanksgiving, it follows that we should for now abstain

from overeating here. Less is more, definitely here. Four fifty, thus it follows that the episode

will be over in ten minutes here. Validation from lesser minds.

Yes.

These are all quotes from the show here.

Four and fifty-two on 11/26/19. Now Sheldon and Lennard fighting on the stage with each other.

Four fifty-eight. And now the news out of Boston after these commercials, Toyota and a mobile

phone company slash carrier and now Buick and it is all about Black Friday because that is

coming on here. And before, it was an ad by Bernie Sanders against billionaires and now Jeep

Cherokee, Jeep Black Friday and an ad for Seinfeld and now the news out of Boston. The

holiday rush is on. Next week, the first hearing of impeachment and it was and is a beautiful day

in Boston for this time of the year. 74053, so it follows we might just run this down to 75

thousand here by midnite here. The finish line, well, it has been run over, but this is like

marathon that keeps on giving once you pass the finish line you just keep on running here.

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The Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade will be on though there might be heavy winds.

74115-in words in words. The website for some reason now says that at this rate you will be

done on November 18 whereas it usually says that at this rate you will be finished on November

17. She actually finished on November 17, so the 17 is the accurate number and it seems that the

site just is doing its own thing here, technical difficulties et. al. here. Snow. The news is talking

about that. And this is standing at 74194 here, and now it is about tree lightning, one of many

that are happening and make the news here. And 74216 we have here at five and twelve in the

afternoon on a Tuesday in November.

Checking out the write-ins in Detroit and the ones in the East Bay. While sitting here in the room

with the telly, while not seeing other people type, which gives the writer, any writer a sense of

community. Utter solitude for yours truly, utter isolation. What to make of it? She has to do

laundry and pack her bags to be able to travel. Getting ready to travel, prepping for the journey.

Instead she types, somehow, typing seems to be more meaningful than mindless packing. She is

definitely a procrastinator if it comes to packing but not one if it comes to writing up the novel

here. Each of us seems to have their own preferences in things that they like to procrastinate in

here. 4, sorry, 74359. In words, words here. Chestnut latte sounds tempting but we have an iron

will power here and will not give in to temptation, should not give in to temptation here. Just

type up the words here. She is wondering, will there be a layover in SeaTac? Or is it a direct

flight? We will see tomorrow. She still can write during the day tomorrow on Wednesday but

maybe it is better to stop today, on day twenty-six. After all, you have to stop the novel at some

point. Some closing remarks. Reflecting on what it entailed to write each and every day during

November, well, until now here. On the website there is a graph that shows how many words one

did write on each particular date and it becomes obvious that there were wide variations in the

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output of words. Who would have thought? And now on the telly, Eric Fisher, the weather guy

out of Boston here. 74518, what to write about still here? In Walnut Creek, there is a bookstore

next to Nordstrom where people will have a write-in from one to five. Writing while surrounded

by books. On a Wednesday in November. And now it is five forty here. And now sports on the

telly. A woman cleaning kitchen grease. Use this Mr. Clean product and clean three times the

dirt. Three times compared to what? Cleaning without the use of Mr. Clean? The Mr. Clean

product is in a spray bottle. And now the governor of Massachusetts signing an education bill.

And a woman explaining the bill. She wears black and a jacket over it. 74630, her (author’s)head

is swimming. The mindless typing and, let us face it, it definitely is kind of mindless. After a

while you just switch to autopilot, automatically, here. 74659, seven four six five nine.

And now, sports, Patriots.

Real sense of community, at Thanksgiving so they say. At least, the persons that are interviewed

on the telly here. And now it is Eric Fisher once more here.

5, sorry, 74699 in words here. And now, the anti-wrinkle cream. Visibly shrink in minutes. So

important. To look young. So, the commercial. They all are pretty ugly, all the wrinkle creams in

the world could not help them. And now a scene where a reporter is reporting while a stray pig is

attacking him. Very funny. And the people in the camera crew are laughing their heads off and

the people on Boston News say that they would never do that. All very funny and now an ad for

Vicks VapoRub. VapoPatch. And now an ad for liposuction. How about eating less, curb your

appetite and voila, you will lose weight. And now the furniture guy here. And now a crime series

episode is starting up. It is two minutes after six and laugh tracks are more fun than this. They

just found his body. Chicago P.D., that is the name of the show. Never heard of it before. An ad

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for trees made out of Reese’s Pieces. Chocolate and peanut. Peanut butter? Reese’s pieces in the

form of x-mas trees.

An ad for Pringles, one for Geico. Lowe’s. Dateline. 74888. Not that many words needed to

drive this up to 75 thousand here. 98 words, to be exact here. And switch to Last Man Standing.

That is definitely a better option than that drama police series which was kind of a drag. Here, on

the other hand, laugh tracks. Tim the Toolman still has it. Home Improvement, you remember

the show. Keeping tabs on sitcoms, that is what we do here. As good a fodder for a novel as any,

n’est-ce pas?

Thirty words. Write about anything. Describe the screen. Something, anything. The ad on the

telly with Miss Piggy in it.

Nine more words that is not that much, it can be done and voila, this is standing at 75009 here.

Hang out in a bookstore and write your novel. So, the announcement for the write-in in

Flashlight Books. Nice.

Technically we do not need to write anymore, everything from now on is extra. Superfluous. Our

job here is done. There will be a vacuum because we are so used to typing at all times of the day

here. Even in the night, when waking up at two hours after midnight. It has become part of her

life here. You are getting insane if you are stopping cold turkey. And you cannot really teether

out of this. Maybe she should just start writing other books. Lots of ‘em. Writing as habit, as

something you’ve gotta do, an obsession, though in a good way, in a productive way here.

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