I have just a little bit of silliness to share tonight before heading to bed. I know a lot of you are getting tired of hearing about NaNoWriMo, but I have two things to share or anyone still reading/interested.
Still with me? Okay, you rock.
First of all, I’m halfway there! I ended my writing tonight at 25,016 tonight with the help of some word wars in my awesome regional chat room. One in our group streams his own playlist, and was indulging us with a few requests as we hit milestone numbers. 25K earned me Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On A Prayer.
Second of all, our region somehow adopted a mascot along the way: a rabid, cyborg attack weasel. Yes, silly. But it’s so much fun! The idea is that they are ferocious enough to keep you at your desk, writing. This year, instead of just one mascot, my partner-in-crime also ambitiously stitched up over 20 stuffed weasels to be adopted and turned into cyborgs. Well, they have been a huge hit. There’s a contest underway about who can borg (borgify?) their weasel the best.
If you know me at all, you know I can’t say no to a challenge, so I put the finishing touches on my weasel tonight and would like to take a moment to introduce my personal writing mascot: General R. Lee Ermine.
Once upon a time, he did have another arm. Fortunately, in addition to being an occasional writer, I am also a
I did some wire-wrapping to create his exposed mechanics. There’s a mix of silver plated wire and Vintaj Brass, along with some straight-up electrical wire in there. I love how it turned out! You’ll also notice his dog tag weasel tag, which was a hand-stamped touch I couldn’t resist. He is a military guy, after all.
The robotic arm was a good start, but he needed something more to make him a high-tech cyborg. So I rescued some electro-luminescent wire (EL wire) from a past failed project (yes, I do have those on occasion) and set him up with some glowing wiring and a glowing right eye:
His battery pack keeps him ready to keep me in line at any time, day or night. When it’s clear that I can’t write anymore, he’s able to power down and to let me sleep.
He’s a pretty ruthless motivator, just like his non-weaselly namesake, I must say.
Thanks for indulging this little bit of fun. We’re organizing a weasel linky at the blog dedicated to the original mascot of our region, Commander Rippy McWeasel. I really wanted my link to have enough back story to be interesting to my incredibly creative group!
Shout-out to my OCGR peeps! Love you guys!
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I can't believe I missed this. Wow,…you really outdid yourself in a crazy, maniacal way, lol. Awesome!!
I love the foot! The close up really shows it off nicely! Well done. :D Can't wait to see him in person…err…weasel.
LOVE IT! Now I want to revamp by zombie-ish plot bunny into a cyborg….
I'm a little over 43,000. I wanted to finish on the tenth and then, after admitting defeat, the fifteenth. It doesn't look like that will be happening either…
I need to take a picture of my writing whatchamacallit (there was some name our ML used to define it)! It's on my desk at home being perfectly useless.
Ok, not remembering the name is going to drive me totally insane…
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