Day 1 of NaNoWriMo: 2,165 words
At the moment I’m at 3,386 words and I feel deep in my heart that if I continue on at this pace without exploding and/or going insane, I’m going to need a heck of a lot more coffee.
My goal is to write at least 2,000 words a day so at the end of the month, I’ll have about 60k words. (Which sounds easy enough but let’s not forget the increasing amounts of homework, InMotion and English club meetings, blogging, play practice, and the fact that I intend to read at least five books this month.) But I love staying busy :)
Here’s an excerpt from the first chapter which can also be found at my NaNoWriMo profile
I remember many years ago, sitting in the kitchen, writing a poem about snow. My mother looked down at the paper and then looked at me.
I waited for her to praise me.
But she did not.
"Do you know what snow feels like, Tobie?” she asked me, looking up at me with her deep hazel eyes. “Do you know what it looks like, what it sounds like, what it tastes like?”
“Uh huh,” I replied innocently.
“But do you really know?” she pressed me. “Have you held it in your hands and felt the tiny crystals of the icy substance turn to water and trickle down your arm? Have you placed it on your tongue and savored its frostiness in your mouth? Do you know what that’s like, Tobie? What it’s really like?”
It was then that I realized that I had not truly noticed these things and the words I had written down on the page were basically meaningless—empty in their unobserved obscurity.
“You have a very good imagination, Tobie,” she said kindly, moving my long, thick dark hair from my face. “But there are some things you have to experience in order to write about them. Observe things, Tobie, experience things. If I could give you any advice it would be that. There’s a world out there for you to explore, so go explore it.”
I don’t know. It keeps me occupied.
Okay, part two. I love this excerpt from The Four Loves by C.S. Lewis and I thought I would share it with you:
"There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket – safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell."
And now for part 3: Pirates vs. Ninjas. Vote for your favorite up there ^^^ *cough* ninjas *cough*
Monday, November 2, 2009
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