Day Two - NaNoWriMo 2015
Nov. 2nd, 2015 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tklivoryI honestly thought I wouldn't be able to do it today. A problem came up late in the day at work, and I ended up working on the damned thing until about 9PM. Luckily, I had a lot of fun with the scene I ended up writing most of my words on and didn't dwell overly long on the parts that weren't working for me, so I was able to squeak in with 1703 new words for a total of 4066 so far. I'm not shooting for much more than 50K for NaNoWriMo, so that aligns with my daily goal word count splendidly.
And, since I made my daily goal, here's an excerpt!
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Dorian groaned as the sun hit his eyelids, yanking him out of his sleep. It felt far too early in the morning, or he was far too delicate from the previous night to really be ready to face the day yet. With a yawn, he sat up in bed and stretched, his mind valiantly trying to ignore the fact that he was nude - a state he rarely slept in due to the cold in Skyhold. Magic only went so far, after all.
“You snore,” a man’s voice told him helpfully from his left.
With a start, Dorian quickly scrambled out of his bed and stood, eyes now wide open as they regarded the man sitting casually in a small chair next to the bed, feet resting on the bed as he casually turned the page of the book in his hands. Hawke looked up at Dorian with an amused look in his brown eyes, then turned his gaze back down to the book he held. “In a cute way, I’ll admit.”
And, since I made my daily goal, here's an excerpt!
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Dorian groaned as the sun hit his eyelids, yanking him out of his sleep. It felt far too early in the morning, or he was far too delicate from the previous night to really be ready to face the day yet. With a yawn, he sat up in bed and stretched, his mind valiantly trying to ignore the fact that he was nude - a state he rarely slept in due to the cold in Skyhold. Magic only went so far, after all.
“You snore,” a man’s voice told him helpfully from his left.
With a start, Dorian quickly scrambled out of his bed and stood, eyes now wide open as they regarded the man sitting casually in a small chair next to the bed, feet resting on the bed as he casually turned the page of the book in his hands. Hawke looked up at Dorian with an amused look in his brown eyes, then turned his gaze back down to the book he held. “In a cute way, I’ll admit.”
