I’m not going to be around much this month, not with NaNoWriMo consuming my month. I’ve already written 2600 words, setting my goal for 2000 words a day since I know there will be life interruptions. I may post the occasional excerpt or such but even though I was hoping to finish the Cuban Portal soon, it may be a while yet, sorry!
So here is the opening of my NaNo story… I’ll reveal a bit more about it as I go ;).
A pregnancy test is the ultimate Schrodinger’s cat. From the moment you pee on that stick, you split into two people: the pregnant you, and the non-pregnant you, existing simultaneously. It’s a tremendously unnerving feeling, regardless of whether pregnancy is on your to-do list.
I read the instructions about three times before I was confident enough to go for it. I had resolved to wait five minutes, so I made myself a coffee. The familiar routine of making a cappuccino soothed me somewhat, and I mused that technically I was the cat, and the test was the box. It just remained to be seen whether I was dead or alive when I opened the box.
Pregnancy was definitely not on my to-do list.