Immortalizing Me

I was going to go to the last month of my life for the sculpture. Then I had a better idea.

If I’m being sculpted by Michelangelo, there’s clearly some time-travel going on. So, I time-travel to November 2012.

What happened during this time, you may ask. I, along with countless others, took part in NaNoWriMo – a writing challenge during which you write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. This was my second novel, and I still maintain it was better than the first and it’ll be worse than the third – which, incidentally, I’m writing next month.

It is fun.

My sculpture, therefore, shall be a girl hunched over a computer. Her fingers hover over the keys, the letters of which are wearing away. She’s staring intently at the screen and not smiling. To look at her, she’s focused. Dedicated. There’s a paper notebook nearby and several pens, because she likes to have several pens in case there is a conspiracy and they all dry up simultaneously. Her glasses are askew, slipping down, and something about her pose suggests she’s about to leap up and start typing at any given moment.

Thanks, Michelangelo.

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