“You!” the nun impostor roared, her high screechy voice cutting through the air like a knife.
Agent Smith ran for the cage, knowing she had to get between it and the woman.
The woman pulled an impossibly large gun from beneath her nun robes and aimed for the cage, and Agent Smith's friends inside. Agent Smith raised her own gun to fire, but as the scene played out in super slow motion she knew that she wouldn't make it.
Bad plan, she decided.
The above marks me one chapter away from being done with my Nano!!! I just hit the 50,000 word goal, and for once only have a few pages to go to actually end the story. (Not like other years where 50,000 words didn't even get me half way through.) I planned it. Go me.
This year was an experiment. I decided to try to write a 12 episode serial story (I've probably mentioned it like a dozen times, but I can't remember because my poor brain has been overworked at, well, work.) for Nano. For the first time ever my outline held together for almost 2/3 of the story. By the time I got that far I'd put so much random stuff in that I had to revise the rest of the outline. But not too bad, really.
My subconscious seems to like this one. I keep coming up with little things to put together—clues and the like—that actually make sense.
Yes, the world could end soon. Warn your neighbors.
But really, it's been fun. Who knows if I can translate this into novel writing land, but we'll see what happens.
I hope everyone got somewhere with their Nano (if you started) this year. Doesn't matter if it's ten or ten thousand or a hundred thousand (yes, I know someone who wrote that many words in a month once)--those are more words than you had before. Love them. Cherish them. Put them in a safe place until you're ready to revisit them.
You never know, they might be worth something someday.