Words Written Today: 60
Total Words Written: 873
Cups of Coffee This Month: 2
Plans Changed to Accommodate More Writing: 0
Random Ideas Generated: 0
- Getting off to a slow start this month. I should be able to make up for these small word count days.
- A major nosebleed wiped out my energy, creative and otherwise, and took out a large chunk of my evening
Small Snippet of Novel:
“’After the eclipse of the Sun comes to pass, the guarded place shall be made an asylum for corrupt ones and the dreamers will dream, and the twelve red ones will spoil the Earth.’” Cassandra quoted with the exact intonation that the prophecy had been given to her in.
“Creepy and cryptic and completely useless.” Rush dismissed the prophecy completely.
Favorite NaNo-isms of the Day:
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