Saturday, November 1, 2008

"The first week is supposed to be easy cause you're all inspired and junk; I've never noticed a difference personally."

Title: The Expendables
Word Count for the day: 3271
Activities participated in other than writing: I ate two meals and went for a walk.
Sanity: Okay, we already know I'm not all here. Let's just skip this one in the future.
Confidence: "The invasion is a mere matter of marching."

This includes the thousand and someodd I wrote in the early am of this morning. Yes, I am too lazy to go back and check the post before this. But I have made a monumental discovery, which surprises me every time; I love writing. I just love it. *is blissful* 

And yes, I'm attempting my old practice of front-loading words, cause I really have no idea how long I'll be able to keep up with this. But I'm very happy right now. :D

Let me see, I introduced a bunch of people, three groups in fact. I'm only going to be sticking with two of the groups, and two people from the other passle of people. And yes, most of what I wrote was junk, but there is one line I like.
Private Neph, 15 years old and trying desperately to make up for the fact that he had gotten himself cut into fourteen pieces on his last mission, handed Corporal Tenish a mug of coffee and took an elaborate sip from one himself. “Did it work, sir?”  He had spent two months in sickbay growing back vital organs.
Neph was a surprise, but I like him.


Jacqueline said...

Wow! You did amazing today! From the sounds of that little excerpt, you are on your way to a very interesting book.

Bahnree said...

Hahaha 14 pieces? Lucky.

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