I eat novels for breakfast!

I have finished the book. Okay, the first draft of the book. And just to tell you, NO ONE IS GOING TO SEE IT WITH MY BLESSING. I got 20,935 words, twice the first one I started the beginning of this year. I want to have a peaceful, well deserved, day tomorrow but unless the world blows up I won't. :<

And then I don't know

My psychologist says I should stop daydreaming or I could never want to leave because it's more exciting in there. To late. Oh, if a bald guy asks for Pat tell him you might know were she is. When he threatens you tell him I've been waiting for him......

16,770 words. I'm getting desperate. I won't finish the book before November even though I will reach 20,000 words.

Here is a taste of what I've been doing:

They cross the bridge to the maze. They go through the maze with the help of Sophronia and Knut. The war has just started. The Necromancer and Jaelin are waiting for them. Lynn poisens Nov when he tries to fight. She joins the evil guys as a Blue Blood then kills Lugh after pointing out that James and Elliot are Jaelin's sons also. Reuel fights to save Nov and Sophronia. Sophronia gets away and meets King Hans. Reuel transports Nov and herself to a desert. She brings him around and her mind slips. They then go to a....um.

You asked for it.

Thanks whoever messed around in my head

I think when I started writing a year ago that someone said, "Maybe being a writer will help you make decisions." Well, I still suck at making decisions and now I know why. I hope this will be one of those cool qoutes that dead writers have. 'In writing you have only one descision: to fight fate or love it.' I know that because something I didn't plan happened. On the first day of writing (my true love gave to me one sharpened pencil) I was writing (of course) and all of a sudden this cat, Tom, runs away. I didn't know he was going to until he dashed away. Today I was writing (of course) and a cat turns up at the window. I didn't know until Richard called Reuel to see something. It was going to be Tom but it wasn't him. I don't know who has been running my brain for the past few days but I really like them. So, yesterday I changed this idea I had had for at least a month or two. It's now about this boy who was dastardly in another life so some people want to kill him. But his worst enemy from his other life, which he can't remember, is now his guardian angel. Like all my ideas it needs work. All of a sudden (again) Richard is this boy but now a teenager (and again I didn't know). He has seen this cat (who is not Tom) in his other life. Richard kind of remembers that he has seen this cat and tells Reuel that his suspicion that he was an evil guy in his other life. That gets her (Reuel is a her) thinking about magic and that kind of stuff. I like my stories to interlock. And now Richard is here not just to show Reuel what other teens are like but to also lead her mind off in that direction. I like it when someone else runs my mind. Oh, I forgot. Reuel will find this door but what is behind it is a mystery to both of us.

Word update
Words written today: 861 Words over all: 4,609

I plan to write more today so it might be 900 or more.


All of that up there was yesterday. Today I've (it feels so good to squish two words) been lazying around. Ya know, writing, daydreaming, meshing and molding stories. I really could do this for a living if I had a year or two to hand the book over and if people read it. I like writing suspenseful scenes. I even have some music to help. I was looking for a different song but found this really cool album. (Ignore the last three songs)

My head hurts but you don't know that

My word count goal is 20,000 words that means 700 a day. I think I'll go for the adult NaNo WriMo next year because that will be challenging. I've written a little over 3,600 words so I'm a day ahead! I should have time to make roles for thanksgiving.

Oh, Aunt Velvet said I should be a librarian and a writer under a pen name. I have the pen name part already but I'm not sure about the librarian part. I might just own the library and leave it at that.

Happy NaNo WriMo

Yesterday I woke up and thought, 'Tomorrow is NaNo WriMo! Oh yeah, to day is Halloween.' Yesterday evening Dad said something along the lines of, "Tomorrow is when we start writing, isn't it?" So just in case you have been to some place that doesn't have Internet:

Happy NaNo WriMo!

That still isn't big enough. I need to turn the computer off before the Sun rises.