At 1,033 words, it’s clear that I cut this one short.
Dream Clover
NaNoWriMo 2008
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Samuel and Sarah sat on playground swings, the hill in the center of the park to their backs, and the tennis court on the other side of that.
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With this evening’s 1,307 words, that’s 2,812 words written. I had at least an extra 15 or 20 minutes when I could have been writing, but there was no where else for this chapter to go. I’d already posted this morning’s chapter from work, so I decided against adding to it. I also decided against starting the next chapter, as I need to organize where I want things to go next. My planned events are starting to stretch themselves out (which is a good thing), so the should last me a good week.
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Sitting up in her bed, Sarah stretched out her arms. She dressed, then headed downstairs for breakfast. After finishing the morning meal, Sarah went outside, and headed next door. She knocked at the door. Samuel’s father opened the door, and he told Sarah that Samuel went to the park earlier. Sarah thanked him, and headed for the park.
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Another morning writing session ends before it should have. Some mornings, the commute to work just isn’t long enough.
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As the dragon fell to the ground, Shamrock lowed his shield. He lowered is sword arm, resting the tip of the sword’s blade on the grass.
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Wow, what do I say after writing 2,109 words, and that following an earier session of 1,602 words?
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“We’ll start by going to the red continent,” the ten-year-old boy with short blond hair and blue eyes said. “We should be able to pass through to the red planet and locate the red jewel that way.”
“Planets are big,” the seven-year-old boy pointed out. His brown eyes looked up at the reddish afternoon sky, the wind blowing over his curly brown hair. “How can we find one little jewel on an entire planet?”
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These 1,602 words just flowed one after another. This is a transition between arc one and arc two. Arc two is where a lot of the story begins to take place, so it’s only natural for it to start out easy to write.
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“Sister, Sister,” a dark-haired young girl cried out in her peoples’ native language while she pushed the bedroom door open. She carried a lantern to light her path to the curtains. The girl pulled the curtains open across the wide window, letting light into all corners of the large room. The girl hurried next to the side of the spacious bed, setting the lantern on the desk. “Why did you hide under the covers, Sis? I saw something amazing!”
