Saturday, November 30, 2013

OH MY HOLY FREAKISH GWAKEMOLEY.

I JUST WON. SO MUCH. I WON NANOWRIMO! YEAH! And I ended on chapter 64- A VERY HAPPY ENDING FOR IT! Donatello just finally got through the darkest time in the novel, and met QUISIAN, FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWELVE YEARS!!!! Yeah, it's really happy. I'm just going to paste my last few words.
I held my breath, ringing the doorbell- immediatly wishing I haddn’t. Anything could happen. I could be considdered a criminal, and there could be a stranger behind that door that knew the fact very well.
I waited, feeling dizzy- Should I run for it? The house was silent- when the sound of footstepps on creaking wood rang out- Sounding louder than screaming in my ears.
There was muttering behind the door, as it swung open.
I opened my eyes wide as they started to water, seeing who opened the door.
A familiar man, now grown- Yet so familiar just the same.

“Who would wake me up at-” He stood there, then stopped, frozen in shock. We stared at eachother, when he started crying, tears pouring down his face. He took me in his arms, holding me as tight as he could.
That's 141 words out of my 50594 FOR THE MONTH! (Well, in three weeks of the month, EVEN BETTER!) ONE TOTAL WIN GRANTED TO ME.

Friday, November 29, 2013

MAGIC PIES

I can hardly hear my keyboard. MY EARS HAVE PROBLEMS TODAY. And I have no tub. But that's alright. I'll have to sleep now XD

Sunday, November 24, 2013

APPLE BROUGHT BACK THE SPINNING RAINBOW BEACH BALL OF DEATH WITH OSX MAVERICKS! SO HAPPY.

Well, today I had fried fish, something I havn't had in almost three years. IT WAS WEIRD.
But fantastic, just the same.
I'm trying to ignore the fact that it once was a sentient life form XD FRIED IN OIL. LIKE A BOSS. 

Saturday, November 23, 2013

YEAH, GOT A LOT OF WORDS TODAYS


So, got words. Only fourthouzand and seven hundred and seventy nine LEFT. OH YEAH. 

Friday, November 22, 2013

GLITTERBOMB FTW.

Well, my cat is being a fat. That's all I can say.
Well, yeah. CONGRATULATIONS.
IS MAYONAISE AN INSTRUMENT?

Thursday, November 21, 2013

THAT ISN'T TOO BAD...

I'm at around 85% of my NaNoWriMo, at 70% of the days. YAY XD
I'll probably be at 90% tomorrow, and'll have 8 days to finish off the last 5000. I've done that in nearly a day before. YEAH. Well, that's it, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND THE FIFTH BEATLE SHOULD BE ON MY PORCH TOMORROW. Well, not Brian himself, sadly XD But the awesome book I've been waiting almost a year for.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Mama, I've just killed a man...

Well, here's the last words I wrote:
“Hari!” I looked around the corner, seeing Hari standing still, staring right at me. “Hari, what’s wrong?” I saw the figure in the mars suit run up again, as Hari tried to run forward, gasping for air- When a shot rang out.
I stood frozen, watching Hari fall to the ground, as the back of his white shirt was quickly turning crimson.
I screamed.
See, you HAVE TO READ IT NOW XD I'm at 40131 words now! 80% MAN. I FEEL SO EMPOWERED- Except for the fact that Donatello's going to nearly explode with devistation. That's alright, though. Characters have to be beaten up like that sometimes- Make him really good. But poor Hari... Not quite sure what to do with his final hour... How mushy will I make this? I don't want it to be- But it's probably going to happen XD NEED FEELING, DRAMA.
It wouldn't of really worked out for them, though, to be honest. The sad part is, it never even started XD
And there goes a perfectly charming, nice, nerdy, fantastic character.
I FEEL SO ACCOMPLISHED =D

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

YEAH.

I've only got 12,046 words left. That's 37,954 done. Today was great. I read somewhere that if the plot was slow, someone should threaten someone with a gun. That happened- Fitting right into the story line. GROOVY.
I have about 76% done.
In 63% of the time. Should be just getting into 30000 words, but NO- I AM A SUPERWRITER. I owe it all to Chubber, my honey sticks, my tea, the sticky note on my wall saying "I WILL BE A WRITER. I WILL WRITE BOOKS" and the picture of John Lennon next to it.
And the fact that I have to have it done, or else I'll not have a grade for the project I replaced it with.
YEAH. AND IT'S GOING FANTASTIC.
Hari will probably get shot tomorrow, might die the next day.
AND HOW FITTING- That's the day the fifth beatle will come in the mail! XD
Hari is somehow similar to Brian Epstein. Well, now that I think of it, they're really similar. It'll get me over the loss XD
Now for taking a shower. 

Monday, November 18, 2013

I'm hungry.

YEAH. I'M EVEN MORE HUNGRY NOW. I'll get foods.
Wrote JUST ENOUGH words today. GOT LAZY XD Don't know why those last few hundred were so hard.
WELL, GOT TO SLEEP. SLEEP IS GOOD.
AND I AM NOW 5481 DAYS OLD!
AND THE FIFTH BEATLE IS COMING OUT TOMORROW!
Now just have to wait for it to ship XD

Sunday, November 17, 2013

REMIND ME NEVER TO WATCH YOUTUBE. IT NEVER ENDS WELL XD SUCKS ME IN IT'S BLACK HOLE OF LOST TIME AND DEATH XD

Need jasmine tea now. Calmes the nerves. And some curry chocolate.
I'm sounding like Hari XD
Poor Hari. His end is drawing near.
WELL, GOT 4257 WORDS FOR TODAY! New record. Not too bad, if I can say so myself. Killed off a character today, thinking back it seems like I did it days ago. I'm at 67% of the words, in 57% of the time. GROOVY XD I WIN.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

MY BIRTHDAY PRESANT TO MYSELF IS SLEEP- WITH A STRUGGLE TO GET A HIGHER WORD COUNT LATER.

So, I only 1456 today. Sad, but okay. I'LL WORK ON IT ALOT TOMORROW XD So have a fat chunk of it. Happy birthday.
“Where do you think is the best place to attatch the teathers?”
“Anywhere- We’re far enough from the ledge.” I said.
“We should- We’re already going against regulations.”
“Alright, I’ll tie them off.” I took the ends of three teathers, attatching one to my belt. I looked around in the mess of orange, searching for anything that could keep them in place. I could tie them off around here… It’s too cold to be wandering around to find something better. I felt around the wall, finding a place large enough for two of the teathers. “Right. Only two…” I looked back at the others, then at my own teather. Who gets left out?
I sighed, looking back at the two. I could connect both of theirs… But I’m the one having to walk over here. One of them goes. I turned the teathers around in my hand, color coded as if to detour me from a random decision.
“Not me… Not Janine… Not Holzmann…” I looked down at my hands, now getting cold. “Holzmann will have to do.” I connected the other two, then looked around for a place for Holzmann’s.  “Here’s something.” I found a loop on the wall- Not quite as sturdy as the one for the other two, but it would work well enough. Wouldn’t it?
I decided I wasn’t going to walk any further, latching it on and brushing off my hands.
I walked back, then crouched down to inspect the damage.
“You connected them all?”
“Yeah, found a place just over there.”
“Alright. Here’s part of the cable to the generator.” He said, as I started to wrap it up, repairing what had ripped before. My mind started to wander, as I thoughtlessly wrapped up the cable. What would they think if they knew what I was? I’ll have to tell someone, eventually. What would Darrell think? I shifted my knees, trying to stop my feet from falling asleep. What about Hari? What about me- When could I return? Should I? Could I?
My hand slipped, falling over- grabbing desprately onto the farthest piece of the teather I could reach, pulling myself back up.
“Are you alright?” Janine asked, as I nodded.
“Yeah- Yeah.” I nodded, inhaling deeply through my nose. Thunder boomed above, though no light could penetrate the darkness of the clouds of dust above.
“There’s more fraying down here- I’ll try and get it fixed.” Holzmann said, carefully moving back.
“Carefull- That’s a bit far.” Janine said, looking up from the cables. The dirt was getting thicker- Everything getting darker and thicker, as I thought I could smell it’s earthy smell- Feeling it scratch my bare face and burn my squinting eyes.
“Have you got it?” I shouted.
“Almost. Then I think I’ll move over there again.” He said, straining to make his voice not sound as if he was trembling.
“Maybe you should head this way- Just in case.” I bit my lip, starting to feel naucious.
“He’s fine in case anything happens, teathered to the wall.”
“I know- But just in case.”
“I’m fine Taylor!” He shouted back, laughing. “Wind’s getting stronger, but don’t worry, I-”
We heard the sound of metal creaking from behind us, as something whipped me hard in the back- leaving a throbbing sting. I fell over on my side, desprately grasping at anything- Finally reaching a piece of my teather. I listened, as I still heard the sound of a struggle in the distance. Holzmann screamed, as metal creaked more.
“Help- I can’t hold on!”
“Holzmann- We’re comming!” Janine said, as I squinted at the sight of Holzmann’s vague figure- Just hanging on to the ledge in front of him- Body being pulled the other way to the point that it was horizontal in mid air. I got up in the storm, running against it, then slid to reach out to Holzmann- The teather stopping me three feet short of reaching him. “No- I can’t reach- Reach further!”
“I can’t- Help me!” He cried, hanging on desprately with his fingertips- One hand pulled off.
“Holzmann! Just reach out to me!” I screamed over the wind, as his other hand disapeared, his body disapearing into the thick fog of dirt- A sickly red, as if the whole plannet had been soaked in blood.

RIGHT

Distractions are 

Friday, November 15, 2013

I ate choclolate covered raisins. The nerd of the halloween candy.

Well, I've gotten 55% through my NaNoWriMo wordcount. GROOVY. Tomorrow I'm aiming for 60- BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOR ME XD I can never spell without spellcheck after writing for so long. And my cat is really fat. And I'm thirsty. And tommorrow's my birthday. AND I HAVE HAIR.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

YEAH. HONEY STICKS AND FAT CATS.

TODAY I GOT PAST HALF WAY FOR NANOWRIMO. WOO.
Now just for the other half XD 

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

943 AWAY FROM HALFWAY.

Tomorrow I'll be over 50% done with my NaNoWriMo writing. Ahead of schedule- I think I'll probably be 55% through, in 47% of the time. YEAH.
My cat is making really strange noises. Sounds like a groaning old guy. It's a bit odd, but at least it's happy.
YAY WORDS. Pretty much halfway now. Happy fun time. The fifth beatle is comming out in six days, even more happy fun time. And my birthday is in three days- Happy fun time happy fun time. And I get to miss most of school tomorrow- If only I had the workload of a sixth grader, that could also be a definite happy fun time. At least I won't have to do with obnoxious freshman. That one guy should be failing the class by now, just for being there XD
AND I AM NOW 5476 DAYS OLD- Now to try and write that many words in a day XD YUS.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

BIG FAT MEGA CAT

WHY DO I WAIST MY TIME? Yeah, the vaccum of youtube. Well, I did get a generous amount of words in today, not too bad. Wish I had tea, though. That's about it.
WOO. SO PRUDUCTIVE. HAVE A PICTURE OF MY CHUBBY CAT FRIEND.

Monday, November 11, 2013

EH, JUST TAKE MY WORD FOR IT- I TRIED XD

Well, that's it for  today, I've got to get some sleep. HERE'S THE CLOSURE FOR MY DAY XD

Sunday, November 10, 2013

I'm a stiff-jointed plasticman

Well, last night I watched those familiar raindrops drip down the opaque white window, only letting down small glints of light through it's porcelain faces. I felt sorry for it, since all it could do was wait for the sun to come out. It was sad, yet nothing sad compared to itself. It had no feeling, a vast nothingness leaving you feeling sorry for it. I did for a while, sitting down in a cool blue chair, feeling the static courcing through the minds of the millions. They all wanted everything served to them on a stick, dancing about like puppeteers. I didn't belive them, But I was stuck, wasted, holding my foot in my hand while talking to my wall. I lived that existence, until the boats in the blue melted away, until the numbers printed upon their eyes gave way to more nothingness, blackness, their blank expressions sucking in all matter like a black hole. They don't understand. They may never understand. I'm a stiff-jointed plastic man, jerking about while the millions pull on strings. I ain't getting out of here, just counting all the rings that ripple from the crouds. Jimmy and judy lost their faces, left in a locked classroom while the vaccum of pure energy sucked all that was left. No one knows what happened in that universe, because the multiverse just left it behind, reproducing new ones like some kind of rabid object of lust and feelingless, fleeting while life gets poured into countless stars with no reason. No one knows why, but are ignorant enough to try and figure it out. Everything seems the same lime green to some people, but some really can't take a world like that. A world of beuty and irony, pointing to where it all began- But where are we now? Stuck- underneath a lamppost, biding our time. I was stuck there- Guns behind every shadow I was sure, while I was all alone in the world. Umbrellas passed me by, with the same deep blue lipstick on my brain. Each and every time. Leaving little marks in my head and in my pride. Someone would call me something else, and it would all be said and done. That's how the world works, thrashing the limbs of the people about like some sort of millions of puppeteers. All you are left with is the rest of your life, and it's too large and deep to view at the same time.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

I'm ready.

Sometimes, you get so lonely, and I've lived all over the world... Share my life, be my wife

Well, wrote 2300 words today, on the dot, and that's about it.
Terribly sorrowful right now, though bouncing off the walls that I am... For once, I'm not afraid of growing up. I'll be something, just live in a apartment with a partner and a couple cats. That's alright.
But everyone's not quite there. I'm tired, and my head isn't upright. Should go to sleep, but distractions are imminent. I don't want to sleep- It's a cold deception. I don't dwell upon the stuff of myths and legends, and I'm terribly lonely- But in a sweet way. Rather be lonely now than before.
Makes me want to cut and straighten my hair, and slick it all back. Wear a mustard suit with a striped yellow tie. Smile with a sad smirk in the cold, at someone with green eyes and a cute pixie cut.
Maybe I'm hungry. Should get to sleep.

Friday, November 8, 2013

I'M A MAN OF THE LAND

Well, I have stuff and things. I JUST WROTE SOME WORDS. YAY DARRELL- I like Darrell even more now. YAY. I'm really tired, and that's pretty much it. NOVEL EXERPT TIME:
“Got to get going then.” I pushed myself through the hallways, still bright and the outside still dark like any time of day. I was sure to be quiet- Hard to make noise in the ship anyways.
“You made it, Starman.”
“My- That was a bit startling.” I turned to her, while she handed me a flashlight.
“Lights should go out in five minuets- Then we’ll only have the dim ones. Ready?”
“Sure.”
“Have to make sure who ever recieved those instructions dosn’t know where we are, so we’ll have to move slowly and carefully. It’s all the way on the other end.”
“Let’s get started then.” I said, as she pushed off the handles in front of me. “Almost 29 more days. Been waiting for this.”
“We all have- Can’t wait until I get my own room, own equipment, start a normal life again- Well, as normal as it can be. It’s all been like a long plane ride- With a hell of a view.”
“I never thought I’d miss gravity- I just wish I could fall off a ledge right now, fall on my face and skin my nose- And stay there until I got up. That would make my day.”
“They’d think we’re mad on Earth.”
“That’s because we’re Martians. Beutiful, intelegent, androgynous martians.” I said, catching a glimpse of a window. Same old stars, same stars both our ancestors had seen for millions, billions of years- No matter how far they had been apart, they were the same stars.
“Exactly. And they can’t do a damn thing about it.” She laughed, opening the next door. I caught up with her, seeing her smile lit by the dimming lights above.
“Earthlings.” I shook my head jokingly, looking back up at her eyes. They were green- Green like an apple tree in summer, or a green flavored lolipop. Green was very much a flavor, accenting both the exotic and the lazy. Giving life to boring landscapes.
I wandered behind her for a moment, trying to keep up. She was still faster than me, even when weakened from lack of sustanence.
“What do you think of them, now that you’re out of it all? You know, them on Earth?”
“I think… I think they’re absolutely and hopelessly mad.” She laughed, “Going around, working their lives away and killing for pieces of paper. Sure, we wouldn’t be up here without millions of those papers- But we don’t really need them anymore. Realise- They don’t really pay us, but I’m just alright with that. I don’t want their money. Other than that- They’re awfully dull, don’t you think? Don’t know what it’s like to live day to day in a tin can.”

“Terribly dull.” I nodded, catching another glimpse out the window, then back at her- I was catching up a bit. I smiled. “Now, what do you think of me?”

THIS DOSN'T EXIST.

So quit looking at it.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

My hand was assaulted today.

I am EXTREMELY TIRED, AND MY HEAD HURTS. AND I'M TIRED. AND I GOT LESS THAN 200 WORDS, BUT WILL DO MORE TOMORROW XD SO TIRED.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

I just wrote 3143 words today. I promptly rewarded myself with a stick of cinnimon flavoried honey and watching a Weird Al vidiew. I really can't spell any more XD

YEAH. BEAT THAT. EAT IT. 11300 WORDS IN FIVE DAYS. I'M NOT JUST SPECIAL- I'M A RED SPECIAL. I'm pretty proud of that word count- And I killed another character =D That's always fun XD I needed another one to die after Hari's miraculous recovery from an explosion in space. Well, he'll die from being shot later. My poor Hari. But Darrell lives, at least I'm pretty sure. She's strong. She'll make it. And Donatello's the martian protagonist, so he's not going anywhere XD I cant belive I expected to fit all of that writing for today in one chapter. Well, it is like 13 pages of a novel, but MY CHAPTERS ARE SHORT. I have enough writing for 46 novel pages right now, IN 5 DAYS. YEAH.

Monday, November 4, 2013

I just got distracted. A lot. XD

Well, I did have finish a LONG chapter, one that will most likely be chopped up into little pieces and rearaged and given a liposuction, and part of one that should be shorter and/or better.
But I did write some martian flashback stuff. But I think it'll be more entertaining when he dosn't have the maturity of a teenager.
It'll be interesting writing for QuiSian as an adult. I still havn't figured out if he'll change or not.
ANYWAYS, I didn't work too much on the next chapter (where someone DEDED) because I got distracted by another bloke with curly hair. This time it was Weird Al.
STORY OF MY LIFE.

I need to make a list of these guys.

Jimmy Page, Bob Dylan, Brian May, Tom Baker, Robert Plant, George the permed Harrison, ETC.
There's plenty more, but I need to take a shower. This curly haired bloke has chemicals known to the state of California to cause cancer imbedded under fingernails.

WHOA- I DON'T HAVE ANY IN MY NOVEL. WHY IS THERE NO ONE WITH CURLY HAIR IN MY NOVEL? Well, Steve. But Steve doesn't count.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

YEAH! Got some good writing in, but when trying to get my 2000 a day in I got kind of tired... QUALITY LIKED TO DWINDLE OFF.

Dwindle. That's a fun word. Writing today was good, wrote this GREAT chapter with Hari, made him my favorite character of the day, but Darrell's really growing on me, quite a handsome character I created for dear Donatello. I knew he'd start falling for her eventually- That means that I am, too XD But sadly, I still can't really feel Kuini, his old "friend" from mars. I think I need to tone parts of him down a bit, make him more of a rounded character. Maybe he's a bit too whiny for me, I don't know. But Hari- HE'S AWESOME. Just saved the team from a fire, nearly sacrificing his own life. Donatello was there though, got him out, and then Darrell got Donatello out- Next chapter, they were sitting there waiting for him to come around. They talked for a bit, and she sent him to go to sleep after being so tired. Then it goes to him falling asleep and having a dream about right before he left for Earth, QuiSian comming through the window. I don't know if I should cut out him nearly mocking trylipanianu, because I'm a bit attatched to TilMade. I really want to write her XD But I have Darrell to foucus on now. I definatly think she's better than QuiSian- But QuiSian could be fun to write. Now he's just being annoying. Probably because I'm tired. AND THAT'S IT- 2128 words today. CONGRATULATIONS, AND THE END.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

DOS DE OCTUBRE, SECUNDI DE OCTOBRIS

Yeah, SECOND NANOWRIMO DAY, Got around 2000 words done. Could of done more, but I was pretty distracted today XD But it's still going well. I'LL GIVE YOU AN EXCERPT:
“How are the mashed potatoes holding up this month?” Quinn asked, calling attention to my food instead of the matter at hand.
“Good, actually. Much better than the scrambled eggs.” I shoveled another weightless spoonful into my mouth. “The real question is, how’s the ship going to hold up?”
“We just had another blast last night, and there’s still a bit of turbulence out there. Not really my feild, but I’d say it’ll take a while to get the repairs done.”
“And in the mean time, they’ll see I left my post when we give the reports.” Hari sighed, inbetween sips of tea.
“I was the one who fell asleep- Who cares what Earth thinks. We won’t be seeing all that again.” I wouldn’t be pushed around for what I couldn’t help anymore, like an actual hero- Education could get you anywhere. I picked up a shining packet of butter, squeezing some in the potatoes. The opaque yellow substance glistened in the bright lights. I was starting to miss the sunlight, growing tired of vitamin supplements.
“I’m just afraid of who did this- and why it was done.” Hari said in a hushed tone, “Same kind of thing happened to Himura… Can’t be just a coincidence.”
“Quiet- You don’t want to be next, they could be watching us.”
“I’ve been suspecting such for a while. There’s no way the man would let us free without someone watching our backs. That would be too idealistic.” Quinn said under his breath, reaching for another condiment. “You’ll know when the people running this program come up with an excuse for it. You saw the evidence- And that’s it.”
“You three just sitting around, talking?” Barbara Patton came up, placing her hands on the table, causing Hari to retreat to taking up less space out of instinct.
“Yeah- Should we be doing anything else?” Quinn pushed his long hair back, with a self-satisfied grin. No one pushed around Dr. Davies without one of those.
“Well, for one you could try working on the solution to this- Expecially you two- You were involved more than us.” She pointed her finger at me and Hari, fingernail coated in a dark cool red, clashing loudly with the orange uniform.
“Hey- What happened happened- I was the one who repaired the systems, with the help of Janine- And Darrell and I convinced Bennett to take over- On a route that Hari found, saving your life. And what did you do?” I jutted out my chin, trying to mimic Quinn’s cool expression.
“That’s besides the point- I didn’t cause it.”
“They didn’t cause it- They may have noticed the problem a little later than what would of been best, but they certainly didn’t cause it.” Darrell said, comming up from behind us.
“So you admit their faults.” Patton said, causing me to scoff.
“People make mistakes. I’m sure you have plenty of times.” She raised her eyebrows and her voice, biting her chapped lip.
“That, Leonard-Mailer, was unnececsary.”
“Right. You’re being entirely necessary right now.”
“We don’t get funded for bickering- Patton, we’ve got a problem in-”
“Glenn, I was just discussing how Bhattacharyya and Taylor were the ones most involved in this problem, and maybe they should be responsible for fixing this mess.” McKinney came in behind Glenn, as others decided to soon follow.
“We don’t know if anyone should be blamed for this. They may have been irresponsible-”
“Rules do say not to leave your post at that level of alert. He should of known that.” Alisha Munson said from behind, and Hari rolled his eyes.
“I was well aware of that. I was trying to find out why the computer was slowing down- I thought Steve might know who was slowing it down. It was probably one of the cables breaking.”
“But Taylor was there.”
“I was- But I fell asleep…”
“Listen to that- He admits to it.” Patton said, and Darrell shook her head.
“He was working a lot of hours that night- Suprised he was still up to doing repairs on the filters.”
“You’d think he’d realise when the whole thing shut down. You’d think-” Patton was interrupted, something I was hoping for- but from another source. The red warning lights had come on, a ear-splitting alarm sounding.
“What is that- Anyone see a monitor?” I shouted over them, looking around.
“They’re all showing error messages- Can’t get passed it!” Steve shouted, looking around. We all started to rush out of the room, to see what the trouble was, steve leading the way.
“I think I’ve got one that works- Fire!” He shouted, just before a deafening explosion shook the ship.

I haven't used Hari's last name in a long time XD HARISHCHANDRA BHATTACHARYYA- MAN, WISH I HAD A NAME LIKE THAT.

Friday, November 1, 2013

FIRST DAY OF NANOWRIMO :D

I got 2214 words today in 116 minuets. NEARLY EFFORTLESSLY. Easier than I thought XD My previous calculations had me at only 10 words per minuet for writing, which was frightening- But I've found that it's really around 19 =D YUSH. I WILL WIN THIS. I CAN DO THIS =D =D =D
I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW. OH YEAH. DAVID BOWIE. 1976. TVC15. YEAH. Starman is beutiful right now. Chapters 11 and 12 are nicely done. With very little effort, and now I shall sleep, after some water. OH YES.

Today, so far there has been 2,281,653 words written for NaNoWriMo today. I WROTE ROUGHLY .1% OF THOSE WORDS =D
The picture has nothing to do with that.