And the worst part is, the novel itself isn't done: the 50,000 words has covered roughly 2/3s of the tale, maybe even half... there's still a lot to put in, crazy stuff to be sure...
Bwhahahahahaaaaa...
Congrats to any others who read this blog who have partaken of the NaNo.
Holy cow. I actually got 15,000-plus words at the moment!
This is the latest into the month I've yet found myself still typing. Last couple of times my writer's block had kicked in hard by now. This is good for me.
Yesterday I did 5,000 words, and that's even with the distraction of the new Star Trek movie on DVD. So all I need are a few more days like that, I might even make the 50,000 word count!
Caught this on Mightygodking (and apparently it's achieved memetic mutation):
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Can you imagine waking up to this video/song in the morning, and having your brain upload the chorus (A still more glorious dawn awaits / Not a sunrise, but a galaxy rise / A morning filled with 400 billion suns / The rising of the milky way)?
My head would have exploded.
This is, for those who don't know, a video editing mash-up of sorts of Carl Sagan's epic COSMOS series from 1980. I was ten at the time of its broadcast, just learning myself about the world around me, awareness of the globe, of history and literature and space and time. And here came Sagan, presenting astronomy and physics and mathematics (and even biology to explain how humanity can even conceive and think of the universe where other animals can't) in simple, easy to learn concepts. I think he caught a lot of flack from hard scientists for 'dumbing down' as it were those scientific fields. The critics were wrong. Sagan probably did what few scientists, and indeed what few philosophers and theologists, could do: he helped explain where we (humanity) were in the vast cosmos (a small blue dot on a thin sunbeam).
Lyrics posted below. Highlights are mine, where the song touches my imagination the deepest. (The song starts with Carl Sagan apologizing for his attempt to sing. He begins to whoop and caw like a bird, which is edited into a sampled backbeat.) Lyrics:
Sagan: If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch You must first invent the universe
Space is filled with a network of wormholes You might emerge somewhere else in space Some when-else in time
The sky calls to us If we do not destroy ourselves We will one day venture to the stars
Chorus: A still more glorious dawn awaits Not a sunrise, but a galaxy rise A morning filled with 400 billion suns The rising of the milky way
The Cosmos is full beyond measure of elegant truths Of exquisite interrelationships Of the awesome machinery of nature
I believe our future depends powerfully On how well we understand this cosmos In which we float like a mote of dust In the morning sky
But the brain does much more than just recollect It inter-compares, it synthesizes, it analyzes it generates abstractions
The simplest thought like the concept of the number one Has an elaborate logical underpinning The brain has its own language For testing the structure and consistency of the world
Chorus
The sky calls to us If we do not destroy ourselves We will one day venture to the stars Hawking: (Rolling in like a rap artist cohort, like Snoop Dogg to Dr. Dre, singing counterweight) For thousands of years People have wondered about the universe Did it stretch out forever Or was there a limit
From the big bang to black holes From dark matter to a possible big crunch Our image of the universe today Is full of strange sounding ideas
Sagan: How lucky we are to live in this time The first moment in human history When we are in fact visiting other worlds
Chorus x2
The surface of the earth is the shore of the cosmic ocean Recently we've waded a little way out And the water seems inviting...
