1st November

And we're OFF!! Yeehaw! Already this year is going better than last year. So far I like my characters, my plot, and I'm having fun getting everything down onto the screen. Things aren't going as I planned, and I love it! So far today, Leo has tried to kill himself, failed, and ended up in the city of Glory. There he has tried to 'run away' from the hospital in which he's being kept, and been beaten to a pulp by a guy who is suspicious of his motives for being in Glory. XD Meanwhile, Jemima has been attacked by two thuggish gentlemen whom she has evaded and robbed of their gun.

Awesomesauce.

I also went to a write-in at the Norwich Millennium Library, which was good fun. It would have been better if I hadn't had to write on paper because my laptop decided to play silly buggers. However, I got a good thousand words written by hand, and won one of those awesome animal bracelets that springs back to shape whenever you take it off! I got one that's supposed to be a monkey in my survival pack at the weekend (doesn't look much like a monkey, but to hell with that!). Today, I got a purple kangaroo. One of the dares is, if you have trouble with your word count, to include the animal you have on your band. Well, we all know how much I like monkeys! (coughCHIZcough). So, we'll see how that goes!

Anyway, it's definitely time for bed. I have uni stuff to do tomorrow as well as writing. Ah, life is good.

Here's a little except:

“Previous occupation?”
    

Leo held his breath, counting to ten in his head. He had been in worse situations than this when Lorraine was alive, but none too recently. He didn’t know how to answer. What if this information was already something he had? Was it worth it? “Shop assistant,” he lied. It had to be for the best; at least until he knew exactly what was going on.
   

“Mhmm,” Hopkins said, raising his dark eyebrows. “Shop assistant?”
    

“Senior,” Leo corrected. “Senior shop assistant. I was almost the manager.”
    

“Uh-huh.” The doctor leaned over, his starched collar digging into the pink flesh of his neck. “Is that right?”
    

“Yes.” Leo gritted his teeth, knowing that it was probably obvious that he wasn’t being truthful. He hadn’t been in a situation where lying was necessary in a long time. Come to think of it, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had such a length conversation with anybody but himself. “You could ask anybody. Why’s it so important?”
   

“Because, Mr. Crane, we take our business very seriously here and we don’t want anybody to jeopardise that. Do you understand?”
    

“Jesus,” Leo muttered. What was this, the mafia? “Who exactly do you think I am?”
    

“The point is, Mr. Crane, this is exactly what I intend to find out.”
    

There was a dead silence. Leo could hear nothing but the steady hum of Doctor Hopkin’s breathing as he stood over him, watching as though he was affraid that Leo might rip himself free of his ties at any moment.
    

“Look,” said Leo eventually. “What has any of this got to do with anything? I’m confused, and I don’t know what you want with me. If you check your records, you’ll see that I wasn’t exactly in a good state of mind when I did what I did. I didn’t intend to end up here, for sure. I don’t even know where here is. I’d appreciate you keeping your end of the bargain.”
    

“Bargain?” Hopkins wrinkled his forehead in a pseudo-surprised manner. “I wasn’t aware that this was a negotiation Mr. Crane. Was it?”

Words written today: 8,110.

Total word count: 8,110.

Another update tomorrow. =D

~ Toodles!