I’m having to play a little catch up at the moment.
There was a pen show… and then a migraine… so nothing got posted, even though I added rather a LOT to this one.
That’s why the Day 12 progress is posted on the 13th. Otherwise I get totally confuddled.
Title: Cursed Legacy – Vezien
Words Total Previous: 43,243
Words Written: 5,709
Challenge Total: 13,356
Word Count: 48,952
Hero Mood: Very Horny
Heroine Mood: Freaked out
Story Snippet:
"Sorry about that," she croaked, sniffling. She blew her nose, only too aware what she must look like to him.
"Don’t apologize." He lifted her chin with his hand and met her tearful gaze. "Don’t ever apologize when someone hurts you."
She couldn’t stop a new flood of tears.
Vezien cursed and kissed her.
Sabriel gasped against his mouth, too shocked to stop him. She blinked the tears away, staring at him in utter confusion. He kissed the tears off her cheeks, so gentle, it almost made her cry again. Her breath came in gasps, her stomach did flip-flops – and her nose was still running. She couldn’t get over the fact that he didn’t draw back, nor did he pressure her. Sabriel rested her hand against his heart, stunned to feel it racing. He drew back slightly and looked at her.
"Don’t stop," she whispered.
I haven’t written a word on Vezien’s story, which bugs the hell out of me.
Instead I’ve been trying to shut up another one, which keeps yelling in my head.
In the end I figured as long as he’s screaming, he’s going to distract me from doing what I should be doing — so I’ll write him out of my head for now.
So todays update is not on Vezien, but on Taan instead.
Title: Cursed Legacy – Taan
Words Written: 4963
Challenge Total: 7647
Word Count – Taan: 3324 (+ 1639, Character interview)
Title: Cursed Legacy – Vezien
Words Total Previous: 42,454
Words Written: 789
Challenge Total: 2684
Word Count: 43,243
Hero Mood: —- None today. Fixes.
Heroine Mood: —- None today. Fixes.
Story Snippet: —- None today. I mainly did some fixes.
Title: Cursed Legacy – Vezien
Words Total Previous: 40,559
Words Written: 1,895
Challenge Total: 1,895
Word Count: 42,454
Hero Mood: Semi Frustrated
Heroine Mood: Confused
Story Snippet:
Sabriel slid slowly down the wall when the front door fell shut behind him. Her hand lifted to her lips, touching them as if they’d changed shape. They tingled. She could still feel his thumb there, couldn’t forget how he’d made her feel. She hadn’t wanted to feel anything. Not for him. Now she couldn’t get that look he’d given her out of her mind.
He’d looked at her as if she were the most precious thing in his world.
How the hell was a woman supposed to resist that?
For long minutes she just sat and stared at the door, her mind a jumble of contradicting thoughts, trying to get over her attraction to him. And she was attracted. Sabriel wouldn’t lie to herself, didn’t try to reason her feelings away. There was something about him that pulled her in, something that made her care when she wanted to hate him. It was all a total mess.
My challenge for October is going to be 21k Words. Again.
The update is on the right, in the progress meters as well, but I figured I put it in here too.
However… I’m going to do it in the form of a Tweety.
Also… I’ve started to mess around on Twitter. Eeek.
And here is the Tweety Format again:
Title: Cursed Legacy – Vezien
Words Written:
Words Total:
Hero Mood:
Heroine Mood:
Story Snippet:
I will probably update the word count at midnight, which is about an hour from now. Last night the count stood at: 40559 (This is mainly for my own reference so I know how I am getting on!)
SoCNoC Total: 2618516 words written by 143 participants
The End of SoCNoc!
60,000 words! OMG!
I am damned amazed at myself. The book isn’t finished, but I’m very close to finishing the first draft.
Another 10-15k and I’m done.
The total words of SoCNoC will probably go up a little more as the US guys post their totals, but damn, that’s over 2 and a half million words written in one month!
Way to go, everyone who took part!
Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 1003
Words Total: 60056
Hero Mood: Annoyed and desperate
Heroine Mood: Still sick
Story Snippet:
"We can’t take her up there."
Mason pretended to be asleep. Up where?
"Not much choice, Nathan. He’s a mess. He’s probably in worse shape than she is."
They were talking about Sorol, she knew it in her gut. Mason had no idea who the guy with Nathan was, but it appeared he knew where Sorol was.
"That bad? I know Cáel said they were interrogating him, but-"
"Nate, they ganged up on him. Each one doing as much damage as possible. When I saw him, he had a broken jaw, both arms were dislocated. He had a hard time breathing, so I assume his ribs are broken too. Hell, they killed him six times already. Brought him back each time only to kill him again."
Oh God. Mason lifted her head, staring at the newcomer.
"Damn," Nathan said softly. "She heard."
I’m planning to have 60k written by tomorrow night, nearly there.
Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 2364
Words Total: 59053
Hero Mood: Dead
Heroine Mood: Sick
Story Snippet:
Whoever stood behind him pulled on his arms again, making him twist in the chair they’d put him in. He managed to hold back the scream this time. Over and over fists slammed into his head, breaking the skin, breaking bone. He couldn’t open his eyes anymore, they were both swollen completely shut.
Another brutal hit made him black out, but a bucket of water brought him back to his senses.
"None of that," he heard Acwellan say before a fist slammed into his jaw.
Sorol gasped with the pain, breathing was close to impossible now. Someone hit him with what he assumed was a baseball bat, finally breaking his jaw. Blood exploded into his mouth and he tried to swallow, but the agony almost made him choke. Then the bat slammed into his chest, breaking ribs, driving one of them clean into his heart.
"You fucking idiot! You killed him!" I wish, Sorol thought.
"He deserves it," Cáel spat, hitting him again.
The pain stopped and Sorol felt himself slide forward in the chair before everything went black.
Here we go again!
I’m starting to use up the snippets I scribbled over the course of this little excercise, so the story is starting to come together — and it’s nearing the end!
Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 1788
Words Total: 56469
Hero Mood: Desperate
Heroine Mood: Weak
Story Snippet:
"Remember that cantankerous old miner?" Alvarez asked, grinning ear to ear.
"Victor Jones." Sorol groaned loudly. "How could I forget that bastard? He salted my rear end with that elephant gun of his."
Mason’s eyes widened. "What?"
"About four miles down the mountain used to be an old mining shack. The guy who lived there thought we were after his claim." Alvarez explained. "I used to nose around there in my wolf form, but Sorol can’t shift, so I pretended to be his dog."
"Right. Why were you checking out the guy? Were you after his gold?" Mason frowned.
Sorol and Alvarez exchanged a sheepish look.
"What?"
"Well, Jones had a daughter." Alvarez said haltingly. "Real pretty. Not like the hags in the camps, but a real beauty of a girl."
Mason lifted a brow at Sorol.
He stiffened. "Ah no, don’t look at me like this. I was just there to distract the old man. The dog had the hots for her, not me."
Alvarez growled at him.
Sorol grinned. "Down, Lassie."
Seeing them squabble like this made her laugh again. "Lassie was a girl, Sorol."
His grin became even broader. "I know."
Not really slack, just not posting progress as much as I should.
Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 4679
Words Total: 54681
Hero Mood: Beliggerent and worried
Heroine Mood: Bewildered but elated
Story Snippet:
He flashed a wolfish grin and Sorol wanted to grab him and throw him out. Damn that guy. They’d made a sport out of snagging each other’s conquests and Alvarez with his dark latin looks had triumphed more often than Sorol cared to remember. “Of course, I have to admit Sorol has impeccable taste in women. I should know, I usually run off with them.”
Mason laughed, which had Sorol glower at both of them. “Oh don’t be such a stick in the mud, Sorol. He’s joking!”
“He’s not,” Sorol muttered.
Mason gave Alvarez a wide-eyed look. “No?”
“I made off with a handful in the past.” Alvarez confirmed.
“You try to make off with this one, and I’m going to have a wolf skin rug,” Sorol promised.
Alvarez grinned and winked at Mason. “I think he’s serious.”
It is done! 50k in 3 weeks, not bad going, methinks!
However the story isn’t finished… lets see how much I manage to write in the last week!
Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 2340
Words Total: 50002
Hero Mood: Oblivious
Heroine Mood: Half Dead
Story Snippet:
“Don’t do this. Please.” Dixie hoped her plea would change his mind, but deep down she could sense something evil in him. Oddly, Mason seemed afraid of him. All this time she’d wanted Sorol, and now he was here and she looked terrified. Dixie couldn’t work it out. Why didn’t she say something? “Mason, I can’t let him take you.”
She struggled to say something, but Sorol cut her off with a brutal kiss.
Dixie shook with terror. This was the man her sister claimed to love? A man who seemed to scare her half to death? “Don’t. Please don’t take her.”
“Out of my way.” Sorol wrenched her away from the door, tossing her behind him as if she were garbage.
Dixie slammed into the wall and slid down it, stunned. She saw him open the door, then everything went black.
