It's november 15th already! I can't believe how fast this month is flying by. We've officially reached the half way point for NaNoWriMo and I'm right on track. I passed the 25,000 mark this morning and thought I'd celebrate by teasing you all with a snippet of this morning's work. Keep in mind this is NaNoWriMo-no-deleting-allowed-first-draft writing...
You ready? Here we go. A teeny-tiny teaser from this year's NaNo project currently titled, The Libby Garrett Intervention.
And there you have it. So far so good. Wish me luck with the rest of it. :)
Any fellow NaNoWriMos out there? How are your projects coming along? I hope you're all having a great time and much writing success!
If you want to friend me, or follow along with my progress, or just learn more about what NaNoWriMo is, here's the link to my NaNoWriMo profile.
You ready? Here we go. A teeny-tiny teaser from this year's NaNo project currently titled, The Libby Garrett Intervention.
I was a little nervous as I drove to the
Coffee Shop where I was meeting Adam. I wasn’t sure exactly what I’d gotten
myself into with him.
I couldn’t figure him out at all. I could have sworn he was the most
uptight, self-righteous jerk in Spanish Fork, but Avery loved him and
Avery—despite her unwavering fondness for Aiden Kennedy, which, considering
their mom’s, I believe to be wholly not her fault—has the greatest judge of
character of anyone I’ve ever met.
Not to mention the guy got sexier every time I saw him
and holy hell there were several
moments in his apartment last night where I thought the sizzling tension
between us was going to fry me.
When I pulled up out front of The Coffee
Shop he was leaning against the front of the building with a to-go cup in his
hand, waiting for me. I almost didn’t recognize him because his coat was
covering up his tattooed arms and he had a beanie covering his dark hair. If
not for the small metal hoop through his eyebrow I would have thought he was
some sexy stranger that had mistaken me for someone else when he peeled himself
away from the wall, kicked a skateboard up into his hand, and walked over to my
car.
I rolled down my window and he passed the
cup through it. “For you,” he said as the smell of hot cider filled my nose. I
could smell the hint of both cinnamon and nutmeg and decided I didn’t hate the
guy after all.
Any fellow NaNoWriMos out there? How are your projects coming along? I hope you're all having a great time and much writing success!
If you want to friend me, or follow along with my progress, or just learn more about what NaNoWriMo is, here's the link to my NaNoWriMo profile.