NaNoWriMo Day 24 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: Less than 10K words to go! This story will go on long after the 50K though. Maybe I’ll keep posting as I go…


“Sorry you have Lisa here mistaken for someone else. But I’m sure there’s reason for confusion. Lisa is definitely one who would help anyone out who was down and out. She’s a model human being and an excellent employee! Aren’t you Lisa?” He winked at her and I watched as a black snaky shadow slithered around Lisa’s heart and transform into another clamp, this one more heafty and heavier looking than the last. I couldn’t believe it. Despair and rage both started screaming inside me. I don’t know if this man knew who we were, of if he could see us in the light, but his words were as greasy as the ship we were standing on. He had just effortlessly chained Lisa down and sent her off with her escort. Just like that, a life was robbed, this drew out my rage. The despair couldn’t believe that Lisa had been freed and the freedom meant nothing now. The man in the work-hat walked up and offered to shake my hand.
“So what’s the Sun’s next move?” I asked.
Olivia turned, her sullen expression went lightened as she smiled gently, “He loves the music. There will be a special need for your music. All of you. Let the music continue. Even those who don’t know us yet, let them play. Protect the music and there will movement.”
I couldn’t but feel excited about protecting the music. It was something I felt strongly about. It gave me an excuse to get down to the Klang more often and play. I liked hearing that our music had an impact, that even the Sun paid attention when we played.
“I watched someone’s life get stolen from them.” I said simply.
Geneva looked startled. I explained what happened on the boat before she assumed to much. After I finished my story, she still looked disturbed.
“Luke, some men came into my shop this morning. It was easy to tell they were sailors and they were completely dirty in what seemed to be grease. They had skinny asian man with them. I asked him if he wanted anything, but the other men answered for him, saying he didn’t need anything. I looked at him for an answer anyway and he just shook his head. I could feel it. He didn’t look sad, but there was so much sadness around him. I’ve never felt anything like that before,” I could see what was bothering her. Not just the asian man’s condition, but the fact that she could feel it. She tried to deny for so long that she could see or sense the light, and then something happens where she feels the shadows instead of the light.


Day 24 Word Count: 40 202/ 50 000


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