I am writing a sex scene between the Gator and her lover slash boss.

WHY? I don't do sex scenes. I don't like them, I don't write them and mostly I DON'T WANT TO!

WHY?!

*returns to bash her head against the wall*

Am less behind on my wordcount and hopes to be at 30k by tonight, I know I can do 5k a day, but I'd like to do 6 or 7 today, to catch up a bit.

I NEED to get to 50k words damnit, it's good for the ego.

Week one went marvelously well up to Thursday.
On thrusday, I made a mess of my day, starting by missing my appointement with my shrink, and ending with losing two hours in the RER.
Friday was a rather packed day but I managed to get up to Thursday's wordcount so all in all, not so bad.
When I got back home after Isa's party though, I learned one of my slightly older cousin, Oliver killed himself in a motorbike accident. I haven't written a word since, outside of a short dedication at the beginning of my nanovel.
I wasn't close with him, but I've been in a weird state since.

I did manage 5 days of being ahead and to win my challenge with Renard by reaching 10000 Friday, it's a nice morale booster overall.

So far I have a little under 5000 words to write to catch up, in a few hours, it'll be more. I really need to kick my ass back into the spirit.

On the plot situation, I still have them running around in the forest but thanks to Angel and her patience I now have a way to both get them off that blasted planet AND introduce the ship savvy part of the ship crew, as well as getting them the ship itself.

But before I close this post, lets have some great music :D

I can't manage to motivate myself to write today. I even ate my prize chocolate instead of writing to be allowed to eat it.

FAIL Y_Y

I have 3365 words on my NaNo file. I am above day two's quota, meaning that for the first time evr in my NaNoWriMo history, I am not behind!


\o/!

As an aside, Rosi decided to make an early appearance an my evasion has been delayed until further notice. No sign of the rescue mission yet.

Have a name for MafiaWolf now: Wairn Noom (or a variation if I decide the anagramm stinks tooo much).

Good times :D

Plus, I some 3k farther than my friend Redfur whith whom I have bet that I'd be at 10k before him. I dearly hope he still lacks time 'cause I like having my Hordes home all cosy and decorated.

First word war: 324 words.

Total after 45 minutes: 505 that's more than half of my first attempt at Nano. Not bad, not bad at all.

1:50: productivity has dropped to level zero. Lots of talk, no words getting in.

4:something: time to go home. We haven't writen anything more,but that was a nice party ^^ Sadly, the weather wasn't that nice. None of us (nyrelys, ajir, snorkey & I) had an umbrella or even were equipped for rain. Let just say that walking in search of the bus stop drenched us quick quickly. We missed our first commute but didn't have to wait for too long so we got to nyrelis' home in a reasonnable amount of time (though it still was too long IMHO, nightime buses aren't as quick as trains, nor as direct).

5:38: Even though I was not so far from home (from nyrelis' house), I only got home at 7, because my 6:01AMP train was more than half an hour late. And I found out that I had forgotten my house key in my other bag Y_Y I tried ringing the doorbel but #3 didn't hear it so I had to go to the market to get #2's key. I only got in bed at 9. If I'd known I think I'd have left to take the last RER.

21h30: I'm at the movies, watching Quantum of Solace, I really needed some cheering up after the awful trip back home. I still wrote on a note pad on the train rides so as tocatch up a little with my daily quota but I still have some more to do during Sunday's Write In
All in all, I'm happy with what I wrote so far, and even though I felt as if all my characteser had decided to take a vacation with my Inner editor, it seemes they like me better than him as they've all returned during the day. Now, all I need is some time to type up the notes I took on my train rides last night and I'll be set.

They talk about FTL drives.
And fight about plausibility, correct maths applied to space travel and make me think about how the heck I'm going to have my ship move through the galaxy >_<

I so don't need to think about that right now... (except I do have to think about it >_<)

Argh!!! And all the timing problem too >_<

Why did I pick a space opera as my plot this time around? *bash head against wall*

Titre: The Wolf on the Bathroom Wall
Note sur le titre: Ma mission, si je l'accepte, est d'arriver à faire un lien entre le titre et l'histoire.
Parce que j'aime ce titre, même si il a aucun rapport avec ni les personnages, ni l'inspiration qui me conduit a écrire ce truc déjanté.
Genre: Space Opéra/Adventure/SF
Personnages principaux : Rinoo, Clarysse, Wolf, Rosie & pals

Résumé:
Prenez une bande d'inconnus d'horizons divers enfermés dans une prison privée, une militaire trop curieuse pour son bien et une équipe de secours bien décidée à récupérer son membre manquant.
Mélangez bien, ajoutez quelques personnage louches et hargneux et installez vous confortablement pour observer la réaction en chaine commencer.
Après une évasion rocambolesque suivez les aventures bigarrées d'un équipage haut en couleur en quête de réponses.

Pourquoi écrivez-vous cette histoire en particulier pour le NaNo ?
Par nostalgie, les personnages sont issus majoritairement d'un roleplay délirant auquel j'ai eu la chance de participer il y a quelques année et sur lequel je me suis franchement bien marrée. En fait c'est une bonne grosse fanfic que je me prépare :D aussi

Et aussi parce qu'une fois que j'ai envisagé l'idée elle ne m'as pas lâchée d'une semelle >_< aux dépends de quelques idées que j'avais fin septembre et qui depuis se sont cachées je ne sais où.

_______________________________

Et en bonus, le retour de Murphy ^^

Titre: Murphy & Me
Genre: Humour, "Autobiographie"
Personnages principaux : Murphy, moi, ma famille et nos objets inanimés...

Résumé:
Je suis comme tout le monde, des fois, j'ai pas de chance. Sauf que parfois, le pas de chance est plutôt incroyable et comique. Murphy & Me raconte, de façon exagérée (parfois pas tant que ça), mes diverses expériences avec la Loi de Murphy.

Pourquoi écrivez-vous cette histoire en particulier pour le NaNo ?
C'est cathartique. C'est un peu mon recueil de blague aussi, ça me sers pour faire rire les amis qui dépriment. J'ai commencé M&M l'an dernier, en guise de parade aux diverses attaques de blocage, et autres fourberies de mon infâme Editeur Intérieur.
Je compte bien faire de même cette année aussi si j'en ai besoin.

My bad guy's name is Ie ([E-eh]).
Short for something that will stay mysterious in the novel, but stands  for Inner Editor. Because my Inner Editor is Evil and I want him to get his ass kicked.

Or it'll be a stupid grunt in the badass' crew. I dunno. I guess it'll depend on whether I can manage to have the badass win at the end (damn, I need to read more stuff where the bad guys win).

This morning I received an illumination (and wrote a thousand word ^^) and now knows WHY my captives are captives :D

Yeah!
I also have an interview with one of the secondary characters that's mutated in an all ou grill the author session. I did manage to keep the identity of my traitor secret, though it was a close miss.

I love 2008 already \o/
Next up, try and plan ahead roughly some chapters/plot points, map out some details about other characters (upload clarysse's bio for starters).

See that on the left? that's my nano progress. It stopped on Sunday. Here's why:

On Monday I attempted to study for my entry exam on tuesday, and went to work.
On tuesday I did the exam (btw I think I might have nearly aced it, yay me).
On Wednesday I worked all day.
Thursday was  one day long of Heraldry research for the ONE blazon in my NaNo ('k it's actually four but the fourth is a combination of the first three so I only had to work on the fourth one) Heraldry not easyby the way. Oh, and I also had an encounter or two with dear old Murphy who though it'd be funny to block my sister out of her room by using wooden planks to block her door in a shut position. I had to 'rescue' her using a pair of kitchen knives to remove the planks (that was funny). then, As I was going to add that to the Murphy and me part of my NaNo, The nasty ol' bugger had nothing more interesting to do than decapitate my marvelous, comfy, ministerial looking chair and try to murder me by way of making my head meet the mezzanine's stairs  for a date. Hopefully for my, I stood the stairs up. But Murphy definitely got my chair.
Today was rather calm in comparison. Just a big old' dose of 'too tired to write' and 'don't want to even look at that depressing pile o' crap'