November 01, 2011


The National Novel Writing Month has begun, and I'm sure any one reading this knows since it's been posted on God knows how many other blogs.

Here's a little excerpt from the novel I'm writing for it:

He awoke to the sound of a crash from upstairs.  He bolted upright and ran up the stairs into the living room.  The house was dimly lit from the moonlight, but his eyes hadn’t quite yet grown accustomed to it.  He widened his eyes to see what the source of the sound was, but nothing out of the ordinary stood out to him.  Nothing broken, nothing misplaced.  Probably just a noise from outside.  A small animal getting into the trash or a car backfiring.
Letting his guard down, he walked over to the kitchen to get a glass of water.  He grabbed a cup from the cupboard and stared at it for a few moments.  The smudged surface probably meant that he had hastily cleaned the cup on one of the days Miranda worked late.
She too worked at Clay Laboratories in a management position.  She was mainly in charge of overseeing day to day operations in the labs, making sure everything was up to code.  Jack didn’t know much aside from what Miranda told her, but on a few occasions, they’d meet during the job or have lunch together.  But aside from that, the two hardly saw each other at work.  Miranda didn’t reveal much about what she did, mainly because according to her, she didn’t like discussing work outside of work.

Not some of my best writing, but with NaNoWriMo, its all about quantity, not quality.  If I were going for quality, I'd just write a short story (which is what I am normally good at).  Maybe I'll post some of my old short stories on here tomorrow.


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