The Despair Continues

So, my Camp Nanowrimo despair continues.

This past weekend, I had an infection in my tooth (I'm getting a root canal on Wednesday) that caused so much pain that I could only rest on my couch with ice packs on my face while I hoped that the antibiotics would start working.

No writing was accomplished.  At all.

I'm not happy about the root canal, but if it returns me to normal writing abilities, then hey, I can't complain too much, right?

Except...dentist.

I hate the dentist.  I have dental phobia...it's bad.  And the people who do my root canals (specialists, they call them) do not do the happy gas which make dental appointments so much easier for me.  No Valium for Emma, either.  *sigh*  I want to hide. 

Camp Nanowrimo and Despair

So, I'm taking part in Camp Nanowrimo and it's not going well.

I lie.

It was going well until my weekend was shanghaied by family.  My mother came to visit, and NO WRITING WAS ACCOMPLISHED.

I tried.

I lack inspiration.  I really, really want to finish my trilogy.  Sadly, the characters are not speaking to me at the moment.  I honestly can't write at the moment.  After the weekend, I'm seriously in despair over my pathetic word count.

There is another story that's been pretty vocal lately.  I don't want to work on it because I want to finish the trilogy.  I would have to toss all of my notes and the outline for the trilogy and sort of start over seven days into Camp Nanowrimo.


It looks as though the second story won.  I entertained the thought for just a moment, and one of the characters threw an arm around me and crowed "We're going to have SO. MUCH. FUN!!!!"  I give up.