2nd November

Annnd another day where I really can't be bothered to blog. I used all my finger power on ze writing (well, minus repetitive strain power, but I'd really rather not crack that out at all, kthnx).

So, today was both a failure and a success. It took me long enough to get my characters out of the house (fail), but I did finally manage it after 11k words (success) - and now I really don't know where to go with the novel (fail). Yet, I still hit 15k. I think it's going pretty well, and I'm sure I'll come up with something dramatic to keep me on my toes.

Want an excerpt? Of course you do.

Before I could react, if such a thing were even possible given his speed, his right arm flew back and came down on the side of my face with such force that I immediately saw star-spots across my vision. I reeled, but having nowhere to go simply stood still, stunned into silence. My mouth opened without my consent, in shock, but he didn’t care.
    

“Get out!” he ordered. “Now!”
    

I didn’t understand what he was saying, or why it was so important. Why did he want me to leave so badly? I trembled, but my whole body was frozen to the spot. I couldn’t have moved even if I had wanted to. Vaguely I heard Eris say my name, but my brain was too focused on Uncle’s face as it darkened from pale pink to scarlet with anger. He was holding his breath, but only so he could hit me harder.
    

His fist came down again, this time crashing into my shoulder so hard I swore I heard something snap. Still I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I was rooted to the spot, not knowing why but still knowing that I couldn’t move. Uncle didn’t seem to care; he’d stopped caring after deeming us useless  to him more than a year ago. My brain was whirring. I wondered why we were still living here, why he hadn’t kicked us out yet, or why he hadn’t gone and just auctioned us off to the highest bidder - all whilst he brought down his fist twice more.
    

I felt his knuckles connect with my jaw, and this sent me stumbling over, away from Eris and towards the door. That was the last place I wanted to go. Uncle darted after me, the alcohol I knew he must have in his bloodstream not doing anything to slow him down. I pulled myself to a stop, hit the floor hard on my knees, and felt my wrists crack as I landed on my hands. Uncle kicked at my side, sending me sprawling.
    

Eris remained silent. I wondered whether she was dead.


Word count: 7,140
Total words: 15,163