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This is a pic I took with my cell phone the other day. I loved the sky detail!

Wow that was quick. I just wanted to test sending an email post! A break from the writing scene. Now back to Dr. Wicked -15 minutes on the clock please!

Nov 8

Um I just had an idea to work with another character. It is inspired by a prompt from another writing group. We shall see how many words it nets. I also came up with a few more bits of characterization.

If any one has any clues or experiences with autism that would be helpful. I've decided to make one of my characters OCD or autistic. Each character has something "wrong" with him/her that pulls her/him out of "normal" society. I could easily call my novel Castaways, but I like Dregs much better!

I need to do some cover art, too.

UPDATE:
1 round of Dr. Wicked -678 words 15 minutes

UPDATE: 11:02 PM
I di another round of Dr. Wicked. Then I ended up adding more to the piece when I copied it into Liquid Story binder (BTW I LOVE THAT PROGRAM!!!).
So, I've ended the night with a total count of 2716 words!!!

My progress to date 7176/50,000

Nov. 7

I had a jewelry show today. It was interesting to get my name out in a new venue, however, I did not make much cash. :(

On the writing front- I did not write anything the last 2 days. My energy seems gone. Maybe this is not going to be a banner NANO year. I didn't reach my GOTHNO word goal and so far NANO isn't shaping up much better. I think I just need to get into a groove. It's only day 7 so I am not THAT far down and out. I'm going to go and try to make a few words before bedtime. I'm just ZONKED! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

UPDATE 11:33PM
I wrote one scene of 2060 words. I love Dr. Wicked for the help boosting writing speed, but I hate the fact that I always loose words when copying to a word processing program. In Dr. Wicked it read 2225 - copy it into Liquid Story Binder - I got 2060! GRRR But!- I have another scene so in the long run YEAH!! :)

NANO day 4

I haven't written as much as I would have liked. However, I did look up pictures and get the last names of my characters. Their powers are assigned. I adjusted some of them.

On the writing front I scribbled out 905 words while writing with my AP class. That makes my total 2400/50000!!

New scene kill the voice of God?

"so now you want us to kill her?" Andreous quietly groaned, the question hung in the air like stale thick doers from a land fill. No one moved. Little Anne took a deep slow breath. Her almond eyes closed tightly. Maria and Manuel clasped hands beneath the oak table, the weight of the room the emotions of the comrades nearly overwhelming their powers.
"we have no choice. If they...". Adhelmar's words came out slowly trailed off as he bent his close shaved head toward the fire place. Sparks from it reflected in his angel eyes, red orange mixing wildly with the golden honey. His features were chiseled and reshaped by the fire light nag shadow play. The seven could see a much stronger view if Adhelmar's true nature. Terrifiying. As a warrior angel in human form he looked not Mitch changed in this mood and atmosphere.
"I don't understand, if she us that powerful how can they defeat her anyway? You said so yourself that her power is stronger than all of ours combine. Darmetheous can't win against that kind of craft." he shrugged his shoulders. "maybe we don't have as much to worry about as you think.".
Adhelmar pounded his fist against the wooden mantel. It shocked mightily splitting down the center. In three steps adhelmar crossed the distance between the two of them. Lightening quick he grabbed him by the collar. Stomach dragging up against table edge, he yowled at the unexpected attack.
Adhelmar's eyes roared. His perfectly white teeth clenched. The muscle in his jaw flexed and throbbed violently. "Are you an idiot! Have you not been paying attention the last year, week!"
"Wait a minute!"
"Adhelmar stop!"
She smiled to herself. Her fingers moved minutely tracing small circles in the air.
Too easy. She thought. Too easy.
"Shut up! "
"look man, this ain't the way to handle this. Calm it down. Well get nowhere-" Andreous' deep voice Redon aged over the den.
Without releasing the other guy,Adhelmar ground out, "What do you know of it!? Two years you think you know! Darmetheous will destroy her! He'll toss her around like a rag doll, turn her then destroy her! We can't let that happen! I'll never-". His grip tightened around the other guy's throat. Adhelmar's knuckles went white as he shook him.
He skin started turning pale his eyes bulged like squeezed meatballs. A wide hole his mouth gaped like a guppy. Spittle formed at the corners. He tried to concentrate, work up his powers but his brain was shutting off.
"Let him go!" she scrambled from the far side of the table. Fists flying she battered Adhelmar's back. "let him go!"
A swift toss of his head, he sent him crashing into the opposite wall. Thud and pound he toppled down the stone facade onto the hardwood flooring. In the split second he ducked, wiped around, leg swiping her. She screamed. Sonic blast pelted his mocha skin. He resisted the push backward planting his hands and feet against the floboards a

NANO 2010 day 2

I haven't written anything today. I'm still at 972 words. It was still a good day though for novelizing. After waking up early I took the extra hour to get pics of my main characters. I know have all the major players and a new element to the plot.

In class today I made our NANO word chart, passed out pens, gave out stickers from the classroom kit. We shared our first lines and posted them on the wall outside my door. The kids seemed really to have fun with that! :)

Now I'm going to write a few minutes before bed.
Update: I wrote 523 words before bedtime
1495/50,000

Destined to be angels

Destine to be angels
Pricipaliries are assigned to rule the air. Satan tries to control each being. His influence is beyond reproach. Line deadly vines of hatred and lust hecworms his way into the minds of men. Children fall prey. Women suffer men deal out devilry. No one is safe from the filthy lies and murderous rages. Insideous thoughts tempt man. Watch your mind . Guard your heart. Fight the good fight. The war is nit flesh and blood. The enemy is not breathing the same air nit processing it like you and I. He she it they are not your neighbors and sisters and brothers . No they are the enbidiment of evil! Nay lucifer himself spawns these imps and creatures! He spits then
From his fiery breath like burnt offerings. Like demonic phleghm like corosice acid ready to devour any and all matter within it's gutteral wake. Satan is every where! Safeguard! Stay on gaurd. Get ready warriors! Strap on the whole armor! Barton down the hatches. Annoint your mind!-"
Snap.
Grey snow. Crackle. Blare!
What the he'll are you doing?
What does it look like? He propped up his feet on top of the ootoman. Crossed at the ankles. Dirty soles stared at the television set. He scratched his crotch. Joke itch man! He dung his fingers into his blue boxer briefs. Like a two year old digging through q sand box he pawed and scratched his nuts.
Will you stop that! No one wants to see you fondling yourself. She rolled her eyEs in disgust. "you act like an infant."
Her step brother grinned, " better to act like an infant than to look like a fetus!". Slye scratched some mire. The noise was like dry paper caressed with a boars hair brush.
" could you please!"
" aw do you want some sister dear?" he pulled his left fist from his crotch. He held the fingers up to his nose sniffing at them like a wild dog. Over his shoulder ge reached back waving his hand toasted her as she sat at the dinning room table. Black dirt and sweat clustered under his nails. " here you go sissy poo. Smell! Smell!" he laughed.
" you are demented you nasty freak!"
She turned up her pert nose gagging at the sight of her brother's unending repulsivity.