Makes Me Feel Better (NaNoWriMo Day 2)

Daily Totals/Averages

All of the above totals look fabulous and amazing (to me, anyway), but the next time I get a chance to post my totals, it's not going to look this pretty. That is because I am taking the next 2 days off - one to give my poor little brain some time to plot out the next little bit, and the other for some desperately needed hang-out time with my sister.

This isn't to say a blog won't appear on this site tomorrow or Monday, but if it does... it certainly won't be related to NaNoWriMo.

And instead of a character bio to go along with today's totals, I thought I would share something equally fun. Darren, my male MC for this year's novel, has a deep and abiding love for 90s Christian Music. Here's a few of the albums from that era on his most frequently played list.

Avalon, A Maze of Grace
Newsboys, Not Ashamed
Audio Adrenaline, Don't Censor Me
Rich Mullins, A Liturgy, A Legacy, and a Ragamuffin Band

That's it for now. See you on Tuesday!

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