November 2nd.
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I'm the instigator of underwear, showing up here and there uh oh. I'm always on a mission from the get-go, so what if it's only 1 o'clock in the afternoon: it's never too soon to send out all the invatations to the last night of your life
AWESOME day today. Seriously.
I've written 7747 words today, and it hasn't even really hurt me too much. I also rediscovered my love for word wars. HoyeshIhave. <3
I wrote for a bit, didn't get far but by introducing a new character really enjoyed myself, went out for dinner, wrote a bit more, and then started warring. Now I have chapter three completed, chapter four completed, and a first paragraph for chapter five. And the real action is just about to start. I'm happy as... a happy person on happy pills. >D
NaNo + alcohol really isn't good for the brain... >_<
I'll leave you with a little food for thought. Typos included, and TOTALLY on purpose.
“Oh, Eden, push your legs together,” I moaned and covered my eyes with my hand. “That was more of you than I ever wanted to see. Why did you dress like that?”
“Because I was a vampire, duh,” Eden said pointedly. “Vampires look like that.”
Danger laughed and put out her cigarette in the ashtray. “Honey,” she said to me, “Halloween is just a short nickname for 'International Dress-Like-A-Slut Night'. Didn't you get the memo?”
I shook my head, the joke lost on me for a moment, and then I smiled.
“I just don’t understand why she wouldn’t talk to me,” Eden muttered, crossing her legs in a more ladylike manner than before. “I mean, I tried everything.”
“Well, face it, dudette, maybe she just doesn’t like sparkly vampires, hey?”
“I wasn’t even sparkly,” Eden whined. “I was all black and dark and dangerous. I even pretended that I wanted to eat her and she wouldn’t listen to me.”
“Like I said...” Danger laughed and then got to her feet, straightening out her skirt. “Anyway, if she didn’t want you then she can’t be worth it, can she?”
“No, you’re right.” She sighed and then bent to pick the shoes up off the floor, almost falling off the sofa as she did so. I reached out to grab her arm but she only handed me my shoes. “Here,” she said happily. “I borrowed them. I hope you don’t mind, but none of my shoes screamed vampire quite like the patent leather. I sort of cracked the heel a bit on the way home, because I didn’t realise it was this late- Gracie told me that it was only last night, but it’s not last night it’s tomorrow, so I got confused and tried to grab the underground, and my foot got stuck in one of those grate thingies that the air comes in from, and I fell over.
“It’s nothing that a shoe-maker guy won’t be able to fix though, right?”
“Right,” I agreed, not feeling in the right mood to argue with her. I didn’t even know what she was talking about half the time, and she’d lost me after ‘I borrowed them’, so I just nodded and smiled. “It’s fine, I’ll just get a new pair. You keep them.” I handed them back forlornly and then picked up my book again.
Words writen today: 7,747
Wordcount: 17,880
I'm the instigator of underwear, showing up here and there uh oh. I'm always on a mission from the get-go, so what if it's only 1 o'clock in the afternoon: it's never too soon to send out all the invatations to the last night of your life
AWESOME day today. Seriously.
I've written 7747 words today, and it hasn't even really hurt me too much. I also rediscovered my love for word wars. HoyeshIhave. <3
I wrote for a bit, didn't get far but by introducing a new character really enjoyed myself, went out for dinner, wrote a bit more, and then started warring. Now I have chapter three completed, chapter four completed, and a first paragraph for chapter five. And the real action is just about to start. I'm happy as... a happy person on happy pills. >D
NaNo + alcohol really isn't good for the brain... >_<
I'll leave you with a little food for thought. Typos included, and TOTALLY on purpose.
“Oh, Eden, push your legs together,” I moaned and covered my eyes with my hand. “That was more of you than I ever wanted to see. Why did you dress like that?”
“Because I was a vampire, duh,” Eden said pointedly. “Vampires look like that.”
Danger laughed and put out her cigarette in the ashtray. “Honey,” she said to me, “Halloween is just a short nickname for 'International Dress-Like-A-Slut Night'. Didn't you get the memo?”
I shook my head, the joke lost on me for a moment, and then I smiled.
“I just don’t understand why she wouldn’t talk to me,” Eden muttered, crossing her legs in a more ladylike manner than before. “I mean, I tried everything.”
“Well, face it, dudette, maybe she just doesn’t like sparkly vampires, hey?”
“I wasn’t even sparkly,” Eden whined. “I was all black and dark and dangerous. I even pretended that I wanted to eat her and she wouldn’t listen to me.”
“Like I said...” Danger laughed and then got to her feet, straightening out her skirt. “Anyway, if she didn’t want you then she can’t be worth it, can she?”
“No, you’re right.” She sighed and then bent to pick the shoes up off the floor, almost falling off the sofa as she did so. I reached out to grab her arm but she only handed me my shoes. “Here,” she said happily. “I borrowed them. I hope you don’t mind, but none of my shoes screamed vampire quite like the patent leather. I sort of cracked the heel a bit on the way home, because I didn’t realise it was this late- Gracie told me that it was only last night, but it’s not last night it’s tomorrow, so I got confused and tried to grab the underground, and my foot got stuck in one of those grate thingies that the air comes in from, and I fell over.
“It’s nothing that a shoe-maker guy won’t be able to fix though, right?”
“Right,” I agreed, not feeling in the right mood to argue with her. I didn’t even know what she was talking about half the time, and she’d lost me after ‘I borrowed them’, so I just nodded and smiled. “It’s fine, I’ll just get a new pair. You keep them.” I handed them back forlornly and then picked up my book again.
Words writen today: 7,747
Wordcount: 17,880
I'm a story to tell the alibi, they wanna go home I asked them why...
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