Of all things, I forgot to take my laptop’s power supply cord with me, leaving me with only enough battery life for one commute. I could have written a little during the commute home, but decided to play “Final Fantasy Tactics Advance 2″ instead. I’m well within my writing goals, so I can do that.
Shamrock appeared in Sarah’s bedroom. He apologized to Sarah for vanishing the night before. “I used too much magic. If I use too much, I wake up, and I can’t dream anymore until the next night.”
I’m trying to leave a lot of potential to take these one-shot characters and give them names, personalities, real lives, etc. For NaNoWriMo, I’m just trying to get as many individual dreams written as I can for the first arc of the story. I can sort through rubbish and polish the jewels after November.
Shamrock presented the mirror to Clover. The glass reflected a lonely beach, with waves slowly rolling up against the sand. A cloudless sky let the sun reach all cross the coast. The sound of the waves, the feel of the breeze, the smell and taste of salt in the air, and the warmth of the sun flowed from the mirror.
The reason this is “Day Three AM” is because of the intent to write a piece of story on my morning work commute, and another on my afternoon home commute. The NaNoWriMo web site is is blocked at work, so I cannot update my word count there until I’m home.
By the light of her desk lamp, Sarah finished drawing a stick figure cat. She looked at the piece of art, and she smiled down at it. The penciled cat turned its head toward Sarah, and gave a smile back, causing the girl to jump to her feet, knocking her chair over.
I’ve posted Day One. It’s difficult to write without going back and editing, and in many cases I had no direction. I was making it all up as I went along.
Sarah sat balled in a corner of her room, crying. Next to her lay a plastic wand with a round plastic jewel on top.
“What’s wrong?” a voice asked.
Tomorrow marks the first day of NaNoWriMo. Am I ready?
I wonder, which is better for NaNoWriMo, and in the long run? Showing, or telling?
