I’ve learned today that while it is possible to type on my iPad while a passenger in a speeding Infinity, it is not necessarily productive or advisable. It took a few minutes before my desire to hurl finally abated, and I think my husband was disappointed that I would be unavailable to carry on a conversation with him, or at least verbally sympathized while he negotiated rush-hour traffic.
Also, while I appreciate the ability of the iPad’s keyboard to anticipate and correct my typos, it isn’t perfect. To make any sense of what I was trying to write, I had to keep backspacing and correcting the garbage provided by Apple’s brain. Yes, I have a portable keyboard but my lap isn’t big enough to support both the iPad and the keyboard (thankfully).
So to date, my word count for Camp NaNoWriMo is abysmal: 3,267 out of 50,000. At this rate, I will finish in mid-June.