wordage, fueled by hot chocolate

Got 2253 words on the new Elinor story (working title Broken), most of them today. *pant pant*

I decided to forego waiting around for motivation to come calling and Just Do It. It’s been a long time since I got almost 2K words in a day and it feels good.

Amusing typos: Therefore, it didn’t take long for the burning smile to rouse me from my half-asleep state. (Ah, yes, those burning smiles do it every time!).

Words I love:

Then he left, leaving me in the dim interior of the shed, alone save for a commonplace thuggish guard-for-hire outside the door.
In case I had friends who would come for me.
Ha.

So, the goal stil is to finish four stories this month. Broken is story number 2. The Xenobiologist is story number 1 because it was finished in December (even though I started it in November). The Husband thinks that’s cheating, but if I don’t count Xenobiologist than I have no hope of writing four shorts this month. And, yanno, four stories in four weeks is a lot snappier and catchier (4 in 4!) than three stories in a month.

Xenobiologist stands as story number 1.

phonics lessons

Five or so years of writing practice have culminated in my latest series: The Exciting Adventures of The Red Fox. In part one, we were introduced to The Red Fox (“The fox is red”). In part two, we learned of The Red Fox’s latest toy:

The red fox has a box.

Hit the box, red fox!

The red fox hit the box.

Part three was The Red Fox Fell Into a Pond and Got Wet.

Next up, The Red Fox Can Run.