Seven years ago, Kim and I were married in a small Episcopal Church in Stamford, CT. The reception took place at the Stamford Yacht Club. It was a wonderful day, and it has been a wonderful, yet at times, trying, seven years. Depending on who you ask, this is our copper or wool anniversary, but given our finances, we aren’t doing anything special this year, except for the duck which Kim will cook today. Duck is one of those special meals that we have.

The novel that I’m writing for National Novel Writing Month, (NaNoWriMo) is going very well. This morning, I broke the 10,000 word mark. I’m spending time visiting various online NaNoWriMo groups. Through this I found a blog post, Word count: 3337 by PurpleCar. In it, she wrote, “If you dread writing it, readers will dread reading it.” A wise word of warning. On the other hand, I can’t stop writing my novel, I can’t put it down. My biggest concern is that it will end too soon, that I’ll run out of story line. I’m itching to get to the really meaty part of the story. If PurpleCar’s comments bear up, hopefully, my readers won’t be able to put down my novel, will want to get to the meaty part of the story, and will be hoping it won’t end too soon.

As I perused the various communities, I stumbled across another interesting site, Gifted Mind. It has links to articles like Discovering the Gifted Ex-Child. It made me think of “finding your inner gifted child”.

So, today, I will write more. We will go to church. We will eat duck. Hopefully, it will be an idyllic New England autumn day.