mother nature you are not my friend

I was hoping for something more than this. Cold as hell for the entire haunted barn and today you didn't even need a jacket. What's up with that crap?

Other than that today was dull so I'll just talk about nano. MOstly I've pieced together all of my previous scenes. The story is coming together well.

bob_fish offered to help me with my novel's cover since I suck at it. THANK YOU very much.




I realized i had forgotten I bought a bottle of mead in the summer. I now have a motivator. Write 500 words, get mead, write moer.
Today's snippet “This will fracture the country.” Charis seemed to read his mind.

“I know.” Ethon set his cup down then pulled her closer. His mouth feathered a kiss over hers.

Charis’s strong fingers burrowed into his thick hair, pulling him down on top of her against the black poppies. There was little help for their troubles other than to forget them briefly. Only a few ardent moments of forgetfulness passed before a frantic knock sounded on the door. Adrenaline surging, Ethon propelled himself up, nearly knocking Charis onto the floor. He headed for the door while Charis drifted back into the den.

8165 / 50000 words. 16% done!

2011 just keeps ramping up the suck

My aunt (by marriage)'s daughter has breast cancer. I'm assuming it's advanced. Let me say this, if you find a lump, do not wait. I know it's scary. I know we all fear it's cancer. If it is, you can't bury your head in the sand and hope it goes away. She did that for over a year. It could easily cost her her life. So...my uncle is dying, my aunt is dying and now this. Sigh.

In less depressing news, i was going to print this for halloween and ran out of time. My cousin got invited to a psychic reading at the casino. the lady told her that her grandmother had news for her. She says my grandmother is alive. The grandma who crochets? Oh maybe my greatgrandma. Well she says her daughter is in a strange home and is on oxygen. She will get pneumonia soon and if it's not treated quickly she'll die.

and every one who heard this story had the same reaction. Wow grandma guisepinna doesn't want her daughter in heaven with her. (which is probably only vaguely amusing if you're in my family)

got about 2K today

Snippet:
“What in the hells?” Sverre grabbed for the man. “Have you gone insane, Ghayth?”

“Shut up, gimp.” He twisted in Sverre’s grip and embedded the young man’s hooks into the soft wood of the window frame. Ghayth went back out the window and down the tree.

Archana cautiously went over to him. She could hear someone else yelling at her attacker outside at the same time she heard someone coming up the stairs. Sverre yanked hard on his prosthesis, but he couldn’t get the leverage to free himself. She put a hand on his back. “Stop that. Here, I can get you out of there without ruining much of the wood.”

10703 / 50000 words. 21% done!