Started 3 years ago (2015-04-01T07:00:00Z).
Ended 3 years ago (2015-05-01T07:00:00Z).
i'm attempting camp nanowrimo again this april. i hope this streak will help keep me on track!
post your wordcount for the day, along with an excerpt you like (if you want).
STILL WRITING YAY (still behind boo, lol).
ok i had an idea for a scene roughly planned out—but while writing i forgot about my original goals for it. it was supposed to end badly for the heroes, but instead they kicked ass. oops haha. oh well, i can rewrite later...
not the best day. i did write though. the writing is coming easier, but i'm still not sure exactly where it's going, which is super frustrating because my main goal this month was to have a somewhat completed story. bah. oh well.
still ~1000 words behind.
i didn't even feel like writing at all tonight, but i forced myself. the fact that i didn't want to break my streak really helped. i wrote ~600 words today :O i've gotten to the first real fight scene. it's quite silly, but fun to write anyway.
just wrote a little, but every little bit helps. i'm about 1000 words behind where i "ought" to be, but that's manageable...
they heard the strangest sound coming from behind them, a sound like a cross between metal being torn apart and an elephant giving birth.
streak still unbroken!! i wrote today, close to par. probably will hit par for the 12th after i post this, but i wanted to submit before i forgot :P
the policewoman noticed enzo's apparent but momemtary enthusiasm. or surprise. "yes, machinery. what strange machine have you seen?"
"uh. none. nothing," said enzo. "i mean. i saw my-- my scooter is strange. and a machine." he kicked it.
"it's strange?" said the cop, raising an eyebrow. she looked at the kick scooter then back at enzo. "what makes it strange?"
"i mean it makes strange... it's been making strange noises tonight!" he said.
"strange noises," repeated the cop. her eyebrow was still raised. in fact it raised even higher.
"yeah like..." enzo stammered. "like... click click bang click screech click thumpa click woo woooo"
"i see," said the cop. "can you show me?"
"oh uh," said enzo. he picked his scooter up and rolled it back and forth a little. as he did so, he made the sounds with his mouth. "click click bang screech woo woo..."
it gets hard to find time to write in a busy work day, but i managed it. almost at par again.
"tyrano took his proposals to the ruling council, who of course soundly rejected them. so he created a secret society and a secret lab and built a secret army of secret cyborgs and secret weapons."
4000 words! crappy excerpt (and i'm finally getting to the story, ha):
"yes, i am alive," said the robot. "and thank you for saving me. my name is Y.U.T.U. and i am the last remnant of an ancient lunar civilization, come to earth to warn you of grave danger."
"my name is enzo!" said enzo. "e-n-z-o."
"greetings E.N.Z.O," said YUTU. "you are the one who found me."
"yes," he said. "this is my sister phoenix and her friend addison."
"greetings PHOENIX and ADDISON." the robot clicked and whirred.
phoenix shook her head. "is this for real? this must be some kind of prank. there's got to be hidden cameras somewhere. or right inside the robot."
"it's way more sophisticated to be a prank," said addison. "that technology inside. way too advanced."
"you really think it's from the moon, then?" said phoenix. "there's no life on the moon!"
"you are correct," said YUTU. "there is no life on the moon-- not any more. but millennia ago, there was. a highly advanced civilization that lived far beneath the surface."