NaNoWrimo 2015 has begun!

And so I am forging ahead with NaNoWriMo, even though my prep work didn't quite get done to the degree I had hoped due to some awesome RP scenes that turned out amazing but also took time to write.

BUT I still intend to NaNoWriMo my way through November. Here's to writing!

Day One - NaNoWriMo 2015

All right, so today's word count came in at 2363. Official Word Counting has begun!

As I'll do every day I meet the word goal (1667 words), I'll post a little excerpt from the day's writing, no context given. So here is the excerpt from today. Enjoy!

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“You’re not playing fair.” Cullen would have added more, but a wave of dizziness washed over him and he quickly put his hands on the mattress behind him to compensate.

“I’m not going to ask how many drinks you had,” Alistair said quietly as he tugged the second boot off, “or when you started drinking today. I’m not going to ask how long it’s been since you’ve had a proper rest, or looked at yourself in the mirror. I don’t need to.” Setting the boot next to the other one, he settled back to sit on his heels and met Cullen’s gaze. “I heard what happened, and I heard the other rumors.” Reaching out, he squeezed Cullen’s knee with a sympathetic look on his face. “I’m sorry.”

Cullen’s eyes squeezed shut, and he took a deep breath. “So am I,” he said softly.

Rising to his feet, Alistair settled himself onto the bed next to Cullen. “Do you have anyone to talk about her with? Anyone at all?”

After a moment of forcing himself to consider the question, Cullen finally said, “I do, I just…” His voice trailed off.

“--haven’t actually talked to anyone. No, no, I get it,” Alistair said with a sigh.