Post Star Wars Thoughts -or The Evolution of a Child Nerd.

I'll admit that I was kind of skeptical about the new Star Wars movie when I first heard about it in the works a year or so ago. I have never been what you would call a true Star Wars nerd, though I did have my time.

I remember being 6 or 7 and for some reason, first hearing about Star Wars on the radio... It might have been NPR? I don't know, it's kind of blurry; all I know is that my interest was piqued at a young age. I pumped my dad for information about the story, and please-dad-don't-skimp-on-the-details-about-Princess-Leia. He drew me and my sister a picture while trying to explain her unique hair, because (though it's crazy to imagine now) once upon a time I didn't know what that looked like. His picture looked like Princess Leia had corkscrew drills protruding for her head. My mother quickly corrected him and explained the true nature of the iconic buns. I believe this (along with American Girl Dolls' Kirsten) may have contributed to my now deep rooted fascination with awesome braided hair.

The Post Nanowrimo Report

So, I did NaNoWriMo this year.
I stayed up till midnight on October 31st and then every day from November 1st through the 30th, I woke up early in the mornings pushed my self late at night,  said no to TV and books and carved those 50,000 words out of the created time.
Last night, I wrote the words that I knew would push me over the finish line, and when I pasted them into the word count validator, the count read 50,001. By Nanowrimo rules, that's an official winning word count. So, I did what WriMos all across the world had been doing all night long as midnight slowly crept across the globe. I put down my computer, and celebrated. All of a sudden, the tiredness that had plagued me when I had started my evening out at Starbucks and followed me home to my writing spot on the couch, left my body as the rush of adrenaline from completing my marathonic writing goal flooded in. I broke out the sparkling grape juice and toasted in mason jars with my sister. "To putting books on shelves!"
I printed out my kitchsy (but oh so sweet!) certificate, proudly instagramming, and tweeting the moment to my fellow WriMos on the interwebs with the hashtag #nanowinner2015.

and then I went to bed. I had to work this morning after all.