With just 23 1/2 hours left in NaNoWriMo, I have written exactly 46,424 words, many of them coincidentally strung together to form actual sentences. In English, no less.
While my story won't be finished by the time I hit 50,000, I am now confident that, short of my fingers falling off during the night or my Adult ADD (for which I am the International Prom Queen) causing me to forget I've spent the last month writing a novel, I should come in at well over 50K by midnight.
I'd like to thank all of my loyal supporters, especially LT Elliot who started it all (for me, anyway!) and the groovy gals in my 'writing group'; the makers of Peanut Butter M&Ms and Diet Coke; and the scientists and chemists whom I probably snubbed in High School because I was pretty sure that, as a choir girl and president of the Spanish club, I was far cooler than any of them - who went on to invent prescription pain meds and whatever laser-slurpee device they use to scarf out misbehaving gall bladders.
You always had my back. Except for those slurpee doctor guys, who had, you know, my gall bladder.
30: I am thankful for fudge. Last year, when I had 11 followers, I posted my Salute to Fudge, which was originally a family Christmas letter I wrote several years ago.
(What? You send actual news about your family in your "Family Christmas Letter"? What's that all about?)
Now that I have a few more friends lounging around my backordered life, fighting over the good recliner and hogging the remote, I thought perhaps I would repeat that life-altering tribute.
This time, however, I'll post just one thought-provoking nugget of wisdom each day, intended to raise your appreciation for that magical combination of marshmallow and chocolate that single-handedly keeps me from waltzing into the nearest Apple store with a live grenade and screaming, "Have you considered making an iPod out of Lego's, you money grubbing purveyors of hyper fragile electronic devices which kids like my daughter, who could manage to turn a tuna sandwich into a foot-full of glass shards, then take with them while they go running?"
Fudge is great any time. But in December, it's pretty much medicinal. I'd take it in an IV drip if I could figure out how to get the walnuts through the tube.
Anyway, I'll kick that off tomorrow. But meanwhile, here is my recipe for Marshmallow Fudge, the Sugary Treat of the Gods and Soother of Savage Shoppers.
Happy Fudgey Holidays!
DeNae's Marshmallow Fudge
4 cups sugar
2 cups mini marshmallows
1 1/2 cups evaporated milk
2 tsp. vanilla
1 cup butter
1 12 oz. pkg semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 cup chopped walnuts
Place butter and chocolate chips in a large mixing bowl and set aside. In your largest saucepan (or medium soup pot), combine sugar, marshmallows, and milk. Stir over medium heat until rolling boil. Continue boiling for 10 minutes, stirring constantly. Remove from heat, and add vanilla. Pour this mixture over the butter and chocolate chips, and mix with an electric mixer for 5 full minutes. Stir in the nuts. Pour fudge into a buttered 9x13 cake pan and allow to cool. When it is safe to do so, refrigerate fudge until it is completely set.
Cut fudge into squares, place them in a zip lock bag, and take it everywhere you go for the next 25 days. Trust me. You're going to need it.