I started my day working out and cleaning. I have a terrible habit of letting everything go during national novel writing month, but I’d decided that this year I was going to do three things different:
1. Exercise regularly. 2. Cook healthy meals. 3. Not let the house or other things go.
I broke rule one by not exercising the first four days of NaNoWriMo, but I got my workout on today.
Reenactment of post work out walk.
I didn’t achieve a super high word count today, around 912 words, but I’m still aehad with a total of 9242 words. I’m breaking early to run some errands, but I’m going to try to get some more words.
Tammy loves to build worlds with words, exploring themes the effect of diaspora on the generations born elsewhere than their ancestors with the backdrop of tech or magic and dragons (sometimes both). These stories are inspired by her own family's immigrant experience. She's queer and many of her characters fall somewhere on the LGBTQIA spectrum (though that is not the focus of her work). She's married to an engineer who dances. Together they are raising three precocious teens in the Seattle suburbs. Two of her children are neurodiverse. Her experiences have taught her much about the world, its beauties and its injustices. All of this comes through in her fiction with a healthy dose of absurd humor.
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