Notices tagged with nanowrimo, page 3
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Still 5,000 words behind, but tomorrow I have almost nothing important happening so we'll see what I manage to get done then. :) #NaNoWriMo
Sunday, 11-Nov-12 22:38:03 UTC from web -
Finally over 10K - current #NaNoWrimo count is 10495 words! Today's topic was pain: punches, swelling, and an unbearable itch.
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So I totally know what I want my #NaNoWriMo cover to look like, but I CAN'T DRAW! :C
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9456 words in my #NaNoWriMo project. It's funny writing a character that speaks mangled, unconjugated English with Japanese-like word order.
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#NaNoWriMo is so much fun, I love it when I write something crazy and even I'm surprised by the plot twists in my story. :3
Saturday, 10-Nov-12 03:55:19 UTC from web -
Beaten and bruised, Savannah limped into the familiar crevice. She gently lifted her leg to the height of the scanner. With a bleep , her hoofprint was accepted and a small window opened in the rock face in front of her, revealing a retinal scanner. Soon she was in her familiar lair, with its comforts of home and technology far more advanced than anywhere in Equestria. Savannah flipped a switch and a large screen mounted to the wall flickered into action, revealing a characteristic silhouetted portait of a unicorn pony. "Have you lost another one?" she said. Savannah didn't respond. "Maybe now you'll drop this infantile obsession with companions and come back from your... extended vacation." "I've been fixing problems, haven't I?!" the giraffe snapped. "For whose benefit? Ours, or to enthral impressionable girls?" Savannah glared at the unicorn, then looked away. #NaNoWriMo
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#NaNoWriMo progress: 8441 words and I must go to sleep NOW! (Curiously, today's chapter dealt with going to sleep early)
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Sorry for not informing my yesterday's #NaNoWriMo advancement, I went to sleep early. 7440 words, less than the 1800 I wanted to add.
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Three days in a row, over 2,000 words down. Catching up on #NaNoWriMo! :D I am once again SCRIBUS!!
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"Don't speak out of turn, girl," hissed Rothschild. He continued, "Boys, I want this one gift-wrapped." Mocha struggled as she was lifted by the scruff of her neck by one of the giraffe henchmen, but there were too many of them and soon she was tied up immovably. Rothschild ordered his men to get into their waiting military troop transport. "Ciao, Savannah!" he called out to where she was lying down, injured. "I'll see you soon." He clambered into the back of the vehicle. Mocha was loaded in too, and she found herself sat opposite this monster. "Who the hell are you?" she spat out at him. "Oh, has she not mentioned me?" asked Rothschild, his smile contorting into a twisted grin. "I'm your worst nightmare, sweetheart. I'm Savannah's husband." #NaNoWriMo
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Hey, anyone doing #NaNoWriMo wanna be writing buddies? @thelastgherkin, you still in on this? Wanna buddy up? I have no idea what it even means but still. XD
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Screw this. Today I only had enough time to write 1000 words instead of 1800. Current #NaNoWriMo count: 6417. 1834 WpD to go.
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Mocha's eyes slowly opened. Through her blurry vision, she could see her familiar giraffe friend standing over her, her face flickering in the light from the wrecked car. Faraway voices were soft in the air. Mocha felt, for the first time in ages, safe. But the voices started to fade back in, as her ears started working again: "...some time to track you down." It was a nasally, refined, masculine voice. Straining her eyes, Mocha could make out now that the face above her was twisted and sinister; it was not the face of her love, but an altogether different giraffe. "Damn it, Rothschild! Why can't you just let me live in peace?" came Savannah's voice from the direction of the wreckage. "Because you belong to me," the male giraffe replied. "You can't always get what you-" Savannah started, but she was silenced by a sudden thump. #NaNoWriMo
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#NaNoWriMo Also I got the memorandum wrong. The target was 50000 words, not 30000. Switching daily target to 1800 words to compensate.
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#NaNoWriMo progress: 5389 words, and a very long dialogue during an even longer flight. Who'd think a boring flight would make a good story?
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Current #NaNoWriMo status: 4322 words, and the second chapter started, featuring heavy dialogue during a long plane travel.
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@thelastgherkin #NaNoWriMo tag oops.
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@marjoleink You need to take a look at the website - it makes it very clear what the aim of #NaNoWriMo is
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@marjoleink You can do all that beforehand, but #NaNoWriMo is about finding the time/discipline to slog through to the end of the novel
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Current #NaNoWriMo count: 3294 words, and a full chapter roughly ready.
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I ain't gonna let @thelastgherkin outdo me here. "It was a perfectly ordinary day in space, which is to say that it was also night. Sagans and Sagans of stars burned in varying degrees of brightness further than the whole of human society could see. Blind to this spectacle was Scout Nerice, asleep as she was in a cryogenic coffin twisting languidly through the void. Were her brain still active, Scout would doubtless be haunted by memories and dreams, mentally reliving the destruction of the Frantic Sin. Fortunately, her mind was as frozen as her body, and Scout Nerice would have to wait for her nightmares to begin." #NaNoWriMo
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"Let's just say I've made a lot of enemies," Savannah replied. "You can't do the kind of thing I get up to without being noticed. Now GET OUT." Savannah swung her head around and grabbed the scruff of Mocha's neck with her teeth. One powerful thrust later and the okapi was skidding to safety on a grassy bank while the car continued its downhill descent. #NaNoWriMo
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2208 words on my #NaNoWriMo light novel. Not bad!
