NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth is a friendly competition to see who can write 50 000 words in 30 days. For the entire month of November I will be writing, attempting to hit the 50 000 mark. For three years I’ve tried, and still have yet to succeed. This year I will post excerpts from my novel as often as I remember, in hopes that it will inspire and motivate me to diligently write. These excerpts will be messy and unpolished. That is point behind NaNoWriMo, to write without any regard of finesse. “Literary Abandon” is the term they use. For info on NaNoWriMo, visit www.nanowrimo.org.
The tile of my novel is “The Watch.” Here is a glimpse at some of my latest work:
“I’ve never felt so alive yet so aware of how fragile I was. And it wasn’t really me that was fragile, I feel like the whole situation could explode at any time. There’s no certainty and no structure, which is something I’m used to. But I could feel the pins and needles a little more last night,” I explained.
Leanne offered some advice, “You’re keen Luke,that’s good. Your sensitivity and willingness to listen is what will allow you to lead effectively. Don’t get to caught up in the pins and needles though. Feeling are feelings for a reason. They are not facts, they are indicators of your environment and nothing else. They should not dictate your mood or temperment. Use your feelings and emotions to choose how to respond to each situation.”
The way the Dutch build in the light is by letting it flow from key locations in the city. There are businesses, homes and gatherings that they focus on. From these locations pillars are raised and they support the flow of light through the city. Every now and then the light would begin to flow into darkened areas. The shadows would then hide. In Amsterdam, if they are forcing shadows to hide, they are winning. After a while of hiding the shadows can’t stay out of the light for long enough and so they attack out of a pure desperation. Leanne and I had the priviledge of standing with some folks in Amsterdam in a coffee shop as it was under siege both in the light and in the physical. People were protesting outside the shop. To be honest, I was a little concerned, but the shop owners weren’t. They continued to pour out their light from the shop, then when they believed it was time, we went outside and talked to the people. While we simply struck up conversations, there were others standing watch inside, binding shadows as they would leap from the crowd to try and attack us. Eventually, there a several that the shop owners were able to help see the the flow of light aroudn them. Others were so infuriated that they stomped off. Most realized that the shop was not any harm to the city, at least, and the protest ended.
Day 16 Word Count: 28 026/ 50 000