NaNoWriMo Day 14

The Words: 2452 written today. Now I can admit that reaching 50k already has made me lazy. I did have a somewhat full day today, but when evening came, I didn’t go directly to writing. So I used up more of my lead. I do plan to stay up late tonight and get extra words for Saturday though.

Now, before I go on to the story part of my post, I have some other things to say. I’ve noticed how completely self-centered my blog is compared to others. This is on purpose, as I created it solely as an attempt to stay accountable in my revision work. Still, I’ve read other people’s posts about NaNoWriMo, and they’re filled with tips about how to survive the month, how to keep a plot moving, or other such things, or even encouragement. I didn’t actually anticipate people reading these posts, but I’ve had many more hits during this month than normal, I assume because I’m using the NaNoWriMo tag on my posts. That’s cool. You’re certainly welcome to read, or else why would I be writing it? I just want to say that if I’m not full of writerly advice and encouragement, please don’t hold that against me. I don’t really have the readership to be addressing an audience (other than right here where I am doing that), and after NaNoWriMo, this blog will likely slink back into obscurity.

The Story: Lex just got another big piece to the puzzle, in the form of a letter from a dead man (written before he died; no ghosts or such here). He has suddenly begun to question everything he knew about the very people who make the rules, who he trusts to teach him his own abilities. And now he knows there is some unknown group of people out there who seem to be keeping secrets from the world’s population, people who are willing to kill to keep those secrets. Unfortunately, that means that Lex is worried for anyone he has involved in his quest, especially the man to whom the letter was addressed, who is now missing. To make matters worse, Lex managed to completely alienate Leahna in yesterday’s writing, because he has been keeping secrets of his own. Where I left off this evening’s writing, he has promised to come clean with her, knowing it’s the only way she will talk to him again.

 

Total word count: 56,922

day 14

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