Day 15: My feet hurt.

I've just come home from work... well, about an hour ago, and my feet hurt. I hate standing up all day, but at least I'm sat down at my laptop now, right?

I opened my word document for my story and stared at it for a little while, then learnt that Heather has had a mammoth writing day today, and I was jealous :P Okay, not really. But I wish that I could have more days like that, even though when I did during my first week, I complained and wondered if it was normal. Perhaps it isn't, and normal for me is staring at a page, just waiting for the words to form as if it were magic.

Wouldn't that be wonderful? Like, if you knew what you wanted to happen in your novel, and your characters and stuff, and you just thought about it, and it would write itself? :P Or not. I should get a quick quotes quill or something, although typing doesn't really make my hands hurt... I'm talking absolute nonsense right now - I do realise that, but hey - where's the fun in being normal?

So I'm quite enjoying writing today. Heather was so shocked yesterday when I said I was bored of writing. Perhaps I just shouldn't admit that xDD There's no massively major plot in my novel... well, maybe it's all plot so I don't realise it. I'm not sure. But I'm at a bit which should be good fun to write, and hopefully amusing to read (at least I hope it will be... I think I'm funny sometimes, and I'm really not!)

My wordcount at the moment is 15,351 which means I've got a whopping *gets calculator* 234,649 words to write. Right, best get cracking.