Incredibly, Time Is Passing.

YES. Isn't it just weird, but time's flying through November. Just like it flew through October.
Thank goodness we only have to shop for food for Thanksgiving, and not presents for everyone too. That's (almost) what I like best about this holiday. Besides the pumpkin pie, anyway.
And I'm still at just over 25,000 words for NaNoWriMo. I shouldn't be blogging, I know. I should be churning out the words that are waiting for me to release them. And they are there, I know. Ah, well. We shall see.
Here you see a journal page, and I am most embarrassed that I don't know the name of the lovely lady in the picture. I printed it out because I wanted to draw her. This was a fairly quick sketch and, as usual, not in a "realistic" style, but in "my style." She's all "stamped on" too, but in fairness they got there first.
If she chances upon this post in the blogosphere, perhaps she will let me know. Or maybe you know her.
I wrote "Jiffany" with a bottle of acrylic paint, straight from the opening. I meant to write "Tiffany," since Audrey is there looking in the store's window, but it sounds like I've coined a new word: jiffany. That what you say to someone when you're window shopping at a jewelry store and they're ready to go: "I'll be with you in a jiffany." hahahahaha
Well, besides doing the NaNoWriMo thing I am working on a present for my granddaughter. And wouldn't you know it? It also involves words. So I really must go. Ta, ta - femminismo