Thursday, November 20, 2014

Later Henrietta. Later.

Hello Fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

Hopefully today will be very productive. Here's my warm up.

With him, she'd had some wonderfully stable times. She placed a single tulip, his favorite flower, on his grave, and looked away from the headstone. I placed a hand on her shoulder, and walked her away. She was a sweet old lady, albeit a few... issues. We passed some other mourners. As she attempted to pull out her dagger, I quickly grabbed the handle and yanked it from her. She pouted at me. I shook my head.

She tried to protest, but I said "Later Henrietta. Later." She sighed and kept walking.

Happy writing to everyone!

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Guns, Mothers, and Twins, oh my!

Hello Fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

I am really behind on my novel!

Why had no-one ever mentioned Mum's twin? I looked between the two women, with their guns pointed at each other. "Uh, mom? What's going on?" They both turned their heads to me, and snapped, "Not a good time now, Daniel!" 

That was a bit short, I know. Not many creative juices flowing today... let's hope that changes!

Happy writing to everyone!

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Family is Scary too...

Hello Fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

It's been a few days since I've written. So, let's ope for a catch up in the next few days.

She had to find the necklace, before they got here. She searched everywhere; between the couch cushions, behind the bookshelves, under the bad. It was nowhere to be found. She crouched in her closet, tears streaking down her face. A knock sounded from the door. She got up, and slowly went to answer is. She turned the doorknob, and opened the door. She forced a smile, and, through a sniffle, greeted them. 

"Hi mom." 

Happy writing to everyone!

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Disney World is Creepy

Hello fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

The entrance to the tunnel was his only way out. As he drew nearer to it, they appeared. Dear God, not now! He reached them, with their colorful outfits and cherubic smiles, and they began their usual ritual. They sang.

It's a small world after all,
It's a small world after all,
It's a small world after all,
It's a small, small world!

He raised his gun, and shot their mechanisms over and over. But they wouldn't stop. He ran forward, attempting to outrun them, but they were too fast. They were on him in a second, ripping apart his flesh. He blacked out.

I have to write over 5000 words today. (That's what I get for procrastinating!)

Happy writing to everyone!

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Gives You Wings

Hello fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

As he fell, he waited for the wings to sprout. It was a fifty/fifty chance that they would. Dr. Kelly's Miracle Wing Pills claimed that on the bottle. Well, he thought, I really hope that I'm one of the 50%. Otherwise, this was a really bad idea. He waited. As he plunged further and further towards the ground, he came to the realization that the wings had not sprouted out of his shoulders. The ground loomed nearer and nearer, and he closed his eyes.

Happy writing to everyone!

Monday, November 3, 2014

That's My Cue to Run!

Hello fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

He hadn't meant to scare the child. Only to make him a bit paranoid. Upon reflection, he guessed that waiting underneath the child's bed wasn't the absolute best place to be when the child got home, but it was sort of a last minute thing. Welp, that could have gone better. he thought to himself, as he climbed out of the child'd window. After landing on the ground, he rubbed his bruised head, which was still throbbing from the baseball bat. He heard sirens in the distance. That's my cue to run!

I have to write almost 4,000 words today, to make my quota for the last two days, and for today. Well, here we go!

Happy writing to everyone!

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Geez, that got dark.....

Hello Fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

I hadn't seen the old man since that day. The day where he lost his wife. The old man had veered off the road, and his car was uncontrollable. The old man's car crashed into the trees on the side of the road. I rushed to the scene, sirens wailing. When I got there, the old man was crying, cradling his wife's limp body in his quivering arms. I placed a blanket over his shoulders, and stood him up. My team placed the wife's body on a platform, and wheeled her to another ambulance. The old man sobbed in my arms, as I comforted him.

Welp, that got dark. I only wrote 602 words yesterday, so hopefully I can make up for that today!

Happy writing to everyone!

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Let's Do This Thing!

Hello Fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!

My prompts will be a "first sentence", (the first sentence IS the prompt)

He hadn't seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching, and that was saying something! First, there was the penguin incident. Then, the Fracking incident. Now, there was a huge boulder, lying on half of his class. Crap. How I am going to explain this to the parents? He looked over the carnage. 10 dead, maybe 5 injured? The rest were eerily silent, with placid looks on their faces. He sighed, and went back to teaching. 

"Now, who knows the difference between metamorphic and igneous rock?"

Happy writing to everyone!

Thursday, October 16, 2014

What this Blog is all About!

Hello everybody!

I'm creating this blog so that I can keep track of my progress during National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. It's really more for my sake than for yours, but feel free to enjoy this!

Basically, here's how my daily posts will be formatted. Before I start on my writing for the day, I'll write a quick piece, using a prompt that I'll find on the internet, and write a paragraph or two as a warm up. This won't be edited, so it's going to have errors in spelling, punctuation, word use, etc. Just ignore it, if you can. Then, starting on day two, I'll be copying and pasting my favorite excerpt from the previous day's writing. (The titles of my posts will be references to either my quick prompt or my excerpt.) I will then say what I accomplished the previous day, and what I hope to accomplish that day.

So, feel free to keep checking up on my progress. Or don't. It's up to you.

Thank for reading!
A Teenage Writer