Readers and roses,
This is my first writing adventure since NaNoWriMo, which I won.
Without further ado, my 100 (more or less 5) word story:
Mitch sat on the couch, and Tally sat on the arm of the couch, her hip touching his right bicep. She smiled into the camera. He danced his arms up and down and brushed the side of her leg, more frequently the longer it took them to record the scene. He hoped she would think he touched her because of the music video and not because he wanted her and had wanted her since he had met her. Soon, he was purposefully singing off-key so they would have to restart and he could touch her again.
The next YouTube sensation.
Readers and Roses,
A huge thank you to NaNoWordSprints on Twitter. They helped me push my word count over the edge. Another successful novel written. Now, to finish my homework. (Eek!)
MY 50,000-WORDS, 100-WORD, MORE OR LESS 5, EXCERPT (THE LAST THING I WROTE IN MY NOVEL):
The doctors rushed in and unhooked julie from most of the machines since she was breathing on her own.
“Don’t ever do that to me again,” leah managed to choke out.
“Never,” was all julie could whisper.
Leha stroked julie’s arm and felt a hot bump. The scar on julie’s skin was red and puffy.
Julie followed leah’s gaze to her arm. It didn’t alram her. It didn’t even hurt. “It’ll go down by itself, julie said, and leah believed her.
The doctors filed out and a worried bryan came in and kissed julie on the forehead when he could pull her away from leah.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Readers and Roses,
It’s come down to the last week of November. I can’t believe how fast the time has flown and how it feels like this semester is never going to end, all at the same time.
Here’s a very unedited excerpt of my NaNoNovel:
On the wall parallel to the kitchen is Leah’s room. Walking into her room, the room is rectangular like the house. There is a queen sized mattress with purple and gold bed sheets. There is a purple and fuzzy bath mat sort of thing at the edge of her bed and her closet is to the left in the wall. The doors slide open and fold into themselves, creating a pretty shallow closet. The bed takes up most of the room, although there is a small and empty desk on the opposite wall. There are two windows above the bed.
P.S. I am still obsessing over Pentatonix. So here’s a performance that makes me tear up every time:
And the song that’s been stuck in my head for more than a week: