There is fornus all over my desk. The keyboard is just literally swimming in it, and the monitor..it’s going to take a month of Sundays to clean it off.

Danserak went hog-wild this afternoon. He got into the left over Halloween treats and between the little chocolate footprints and the fornus all over the keys, it’s hard to type. He shot the cat with his little gun thingy, and now Malley veers as far away from the desk as he can.

I guess it’s not such a bad thing, we did over 2000 words tonight. He’s glaring at me right now, because I’m doing this, rather than working on the NaNovel. I need a break! Honestly, I don’t think he sleeps, and he’s too small to do the typing himself. And besides, that’d be cheating.

One of the other NaNo’ers posted a little sketch of her Fornit (Danserak’s cousin Dasherak)…and now I want one. This is one of those times I wish I had more artistic flair than I have.

If anyone has artistic flair, and can do it..he looks a little like a Froud elf. *hinthint*

There. I’ve bribed him with the promise of more chocolate tomorrow. He’s getting all tucked in under the number pad of the keyboard. *whew* I can sleep now..

Fornit Some Fornus!