The cat stalked its shadow along the wall, pausing at the cracks and pouncing at nothing.
“I can’t stand you!” Kevin stomped away, leaving his brother confused and alone along the way.
The only other complete chapter is the end. I plan to one day fill in the missing pieces, and complete the story.
My 2011 NaNoWriMo project. The chapters are irregular, and usually quite short? So I’ll post it in decent-sized lengths.
The journal format is fun to write, but I’m not completely confident in the readability. The plot pieces together slowly, and isn’t always the clearest?
This is the point where I stopped writing in a linear fashion, and began jumping around to different parts of the story to fill in what I wanted to happen. I had an extremely focused plan for the structure of the story, so filling in the foundation scenes in the chapters they belonged to was a much more natural method for writing this story.
NaNoWriMo, from some number of years ago. 2007? I’m not even sure. Not a winning year, only around 30,000 words, but still one of my favorites.
Written for 2010 NaNoWriMo
The Cast, In order of Self-Importance
THE GIRL - Karen Mariele, collects clocks.
THE BOY - Marshall Ronan, born out-of-town.
THE ROOMMATE - Michael Menachem, reads too much.
THE WOMAN - Dorothy Paolina
It Has Been 300 Years Since Her Death
The mountains were terrifying. They simply sat, filling the horizon, bringing the night too soon. She could not face them.
Written for wordsprints, while getting in gear for 2010 NaNoWriMo.
This was inspired by a dream, mostly. If I recall, it was my concept for the whole novel for a while. In the end, though, the world was interesting enough but there wasn’t a solid enough plot beneath it all. It also reminded me of “Monster House,” which wasn’t really what I’d like to aim for.