Ahem *adjusts tie* Unfurl the banner boys!
However, I'm still many many pages away from hitting any kind of an ending so the banner seems a tad apt. I promised to my husband that I would keep chugging along and not abandon it now that the magical number's been reached. But this seemed a good time to celebrate and what better way than by including a celebrity.
At night I camp out at the kitchen table, ear buds in, while Kratos chops people to tiny bits behind me to get my writing done.
I shall also, on occasion, do a bit of internet surfing when I come to a particular passage that's giving me grief or even dare tweet. Before hunkering down my brain made a little burp which lead to this:
"For some reason my brain read Garmin as Gaiman and I wondered what would happen if @neilhimself gave everyone driving directions."
And having entertained myself with the idea of directions from authors I dug into it.
Round about the 49,600 range as I can see the light I hear the little tweetdeck cry and look up to see this:
Well, now to get back at it. This story isn't going to write itself unless I make an unholy deal with a strange little man with a jaunty hat and funny name.