NaNoWriMo Day 20 Excerpt

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

The tile of my novel is “The Watch.” Here is a glimpse at some of my latest work:

NOTE: Although I haven’t posted in four days, I’ve still been writing. Did some good catch up writing today though. The story is slowly developing. I’m likin’ this!


Back at the Klang,more people had gathered for the choir rehearsal.
“James! You made it through the workplace safety course,” I exclaimed to a curly haired gentlemen with glasses. He was much taller than me and it always felt like I was looking up at him.
“Of course I did. It was dry and rough, but I persevered,” James clenched his fist near his heart in dramatic fashion.
I smiled and we continued to talk about some of our experiences that week. Then James asked what I had been doing that would have kept me from the other two rehearsals that were planned that week.
“I’ve been busy with the watch. There’s a lot going and it’s getting more intense everyday. I just haven’t had time to think about too much else,” I explained.
James didn’t really think much of the watch, “Oh gottcha. So you rag-tag group of vigilantes save the town again?” he said mockingly.
I ignored the jab and raised mischevious eye brows, “What would you do without us, James?”
Before he had time to get into exactly why he thought the watch was silly, superficial and essentially not legitimate, I left and went into the rehearsal room.
Allie took the mallets to the xylophone and began to play out a simple melody, three notes, then five, in an alternating pattern. Allie was a piano teacher at the school as well, so she had the knowlegde and skill to step into improvisation. I played my beat and was captivated by the ensemble. No one was reading music, but there was notion in the light an impression that started inside and came out through my hands. The entire sound was consuming and it soon went from a concentrated effort on my part, to a outflow of the music that was traveling on the light through me.
Like when I played for Olivia in the acoustic, the light began to take shape. This time, the were definitive waves and patterns that flew out from the music. There were birds of some sort, flying creatures that danced about in the air along with the music. This music was much more aggressive in nature than what I had played for Olivia the day before, and you could see it in the way the light took form around us. Hedda was now singing, along with the music. A spontaneous chorus that didn’t over take any of the instruments bug fit right in with all of the sounds. Yet it was still distinct.


Day 20 Word Count: 34 219/ 50 000


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