I Am Not a Mid-day Flamingo!

I have a bone to pick with thee, NaNoWriMo.org. I am a night owl, not a mid-day flamingo! That isn’t even a real thing, you just made it up so that anyone who wasn’t either an early bird or a night owl wouldn’t feel left out. But that’s not what I’m here to complain about.

NaNoWriMo: Day 18

Well, I wanted to blog something on the 15th because it’s the halfway mark. I thought about giving it the humorously nerdy title “Beware the Ides of NaNoWriMo!” but apparently the Romans considered the Ides of November to be the 13th, unlike March in which it was the 15th. Not that it matters now. I

My Weird Sleep Pattern

Since quarantine began and I stopped working 9 – 5, my sleep pattern has been really weird. Inconsistent. I used to have trouble sleeping at night, and for years when I was working from home back in the early 2000’s I slipped, naturally it would seem, into a vampire-like but stable sleep pattern in which