Hey everyone! Hope you’re all doing okay and taking care of yourselves 🙂
I was going to write a short story for today, but because my partner was on isolation from work the last two weeks have been full of video games. He returned to work yesterday, after the advised 14 day quarantine, but things are weird right now and I feel off kilter.
I may not have written a short story, but I’ve hit my Camp Nanowrimo goal of 6000 words already. Winning crept up on me, but as I intended to write 200 words a day in April I’m going to carry on and see how many words I end up with. I’m also going to finish the plan for Merlin Second Chance before university starts on the 29th!
Here are some of my favourite lines from my Camp Nano scribbles:
Firstly, a few lines from Day 1. I was thinking of using Seth’s story (my D&D character) for my next university assignment, so I wrote a few words from the start of his story, where he’s being chased by the palace guards:
Heart racing, legs pumping, Seth threw himself over a vegetable cart and sped into his favourite alleyway. Beggars row, where the city’s homeless congregated every lunchtime. Their nimble hands and spindly legs would slow any guard who dared pursue him.
Secondly, lines from Day 2. Another option for my university assignment, the start of a Beauty and the Beast retelling and re-work of a fanfic I wrote a few years ago:
Blaise crouched behind a stack of wooden crates in the museum warehouse, shadows concealing his slim frame. He counted the seconds under his breath. ‘One… Two…’ Three guards emerged from the double doors at the far end of the warehouse. ‘Four… Five…’ Six pairs of feet thudded against the concrete floor. ‘Seven… Eight…’ The dimmed display on his watch read thirty two seconds after midnight. The guards passed the ninth door on their way towards his hiding place. There. The window of opportunity. He removed the remote detonator from his pocket and pressed the button.
Finally, Day 12. I’ve started the prologue for Merlin: Second Chance, again. This project’s the one dearest to my heart, and I hope to finish the first draft by the end of the year:
A raven flitted through the thunder rolling overhead, an ominous omen for the young man huddled on the front line between two of the king’s most trusted knights. He suppressed a shudder, jaw set and knuckles white around his staff. The scene playing out around him haunted his worst nightmares, the only vision he prayed would never come true. Whatever happened today, win or lose, life in Camelot would never be the same again.
Thanks for Reading!
Next week I’ll hopefully post a few book reviews, if I can tear myself away from fanfiction long enough! What’s your favourite line you’ve written this month? Chat in the comments!