National Novel Writing Month!

[Schwa]

Originally Posted by Devour

geeze, that's a lot. Im getting back to work on mine.

I have been known to be generally awesome. I'm hoping that my entire novel works out to at least 75,000 words though.

[Schwa]

So like, am I the only one actually following through with this (besides Devour and Bonk)?

Because I'm like the least committed person I know :/
(29,000 words in 8 days :D)

[Devour]

Also, everybody post a paragraph of their books now. I am curious.
(I'll post one from mine if anyone cares and posts theirs.)
Edit: Just got myself MS word. No more having to write the story down on Notepad. **** yeah
Edit2: Now that I actually have the word count tool, I will be writing at least 1500 words a day, instead of writing till I don't feel like it anymore.

[Bonk]

The sun had risen, and I with it. I had barely slept such was my excitement, but a lack of energy didn’t bother me. I would survive the day on adrenaline and ambition alone. Bull was to pick me up within the hour and we were scheduled to proceed to the casino and kick-start my rich and famous career. The possibility of not winning had crossed my mind, and I supposed that even if I didn’t I would still manage to get to the elusive third floor and see what it took to make it big, so that next time I would be ready. Although deep down the possibility of losing was not one that I felt needed entertaining; the idea was so foreign to me, I’m not sure if I even knew how to comprehend it fully.

I was simply staring at the ceiling; so much anxious energy had built up that I could not apply myself to any particular cognitive task. Even shuffling a deck of cards was beyond me at this point, but I had more than enough premonitions of my life after this day that I didn’t need any trivial pursuit to occupy me. I would win the grand prize at the Emblem, and be recognised as the youngest professional ever. My hand that was hanging off of the bed came into contact with something, and when my fingers clasped around it I realised it was the umbrella that Lilli had leant me the day before. It had worked well; my thoughts soon drifted to the girl, who would surely think better of me with such a title under my belt. Who knows, maybe all of my dreams would come true at the same time.

Shit. I had promised to return that umbrella today.

thats how i did it

[Automaton]

well I struggled to do my english coursework with 1000 words, was 2 weeks overdue, so I think I'll give it a pass.

[Beefy v2]

I have a friend that's doing it. she's on like 47,000 words or something.

[New Generation]

I started a novel a year ago, I plan on finishing it but I plan it to be about 200 pages long, that's the maximum for now. So yeah, not joining this as I already do write novels and short stories. A certificate and published on that site, cool but still. Good luck to the people participating.

Here's my novel so far if anyone wants to read, the chapters are short. I will combine the first two I think.

http://www.protagonize.com/story/sin-mark

Here's an idea. Just sit back, relax and write whatever you feel in the present, without looking at what you write. It's kind of awesome.

Actually **** it. I know I'm a bit late but I'll still do it even if I don't finish. It's good for practice and when I have nothing else to do I will have something to DO.

I sat in this dark, vast room, practically covered in the darkness itself. It engulfed me. The silence was loud, my ears kept ringing. I could only hear the slow and steady beat of my heart against my chest. I could not look, I could only stare into the darkness beyond me. I felt alone but yet at peace.

[Devour]

My name is Louis Paxton. And I am having the most fun I've ever had in my life.
I screamed in exhileration as I spun around another corner, doing 120 miles per hour. Scraping the sides of the opponent cars all around me. I was in the middle of the group.
Thinking fast, I jammed the steering wheel left, pressing another car and all the others around it straight into the wall. The door to the car on the far left hit the stone barriers hard, and it's armor all sheared away. Leaving a gaping hole inside the door itself. The rest of the cars slammed into eachother, fishtailing and swerving out of control. The result was like throwing a rock into a school of fish.
"Don't get too crazy, will ya?!" Dexter Zehnner, my gunner, yelled next to me. "Some of us don't have a death wish!"
"Just warming up for when the guns activate!" I yelled back over the roar of the motors. A huge, stupid grin was on my face.
My maneauver had left a big opening in the cars. Stepping on the pedal, I rushed through it. Third place now.
"Weapons activate in 15 seconds.'' I heard over the speakers. Dexter was smiling along with me; his hands gripped tight on the joystick which aimed the heavy machine-gun we had armed on the front and back of our car.
I attempted a PIT maneauver on the second place car. I got right beside its rear bumper, and turned to the right. However, the driver had seen me and with quick thinking, evaded me and slowed down. Trailing right behind me. I could see his weapon bristled, intending to unload all his ammo into the rear of our car.
"Weapons activate in 10 seconds."
"Dexter, see that car behind us?'
"Already on it, boss. With any luck, I'm going to lodge a nice big lump of lead right into the barrel of that gun."
I scoffed. "Good luck with that. You'll probably get us killed trying."
"Hey, you said you were warmed up in your evasive maneauvers, right?" He teased back at me.
"Weapons activate in 3."
I licked my lips.
"2."
Dexter wiped his sweaty palms, and grabbed the joystick again.
"1...."

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