And this is the end of what I have written thus far, and coincidentally the end of the first half of the book. Now to find what I've written for Residual Hate, and then lj will have the equivalent of a bunch of paper. Or more anyway.

( DOPD Chapter 6 )

( Chapter 5 )

I'm going to be typing what I've written of this story within the next couple of days before the new semester starts up. Hopefully somebody's still interested. If not, it doesn't matter really.

( DOPD Chapter 4 )

Woot for 11,925 words... And writing for the first time in weeks >>

“”You can talk!” Wes blurts, falling over.

“Yer an idiot.” The sock glares at him, the material between the buttons furrowing as the distance between them shrinks. “An’ yer lucky She has an interest in yer safety, or you’d already be dead.”

“You can talk.” The boy repeats, ( Read more... )

This took a lot longer for me to write than I was expecting... mostly because it kept changing on me. Chapter 5 will bring about the resolution of this dream, and will bring things into sharper focus if all goes as planned...

Current Word Count: 9,149

Chapter 4

Wes stands under the vast canopy of a red maple, staring at the blood red ( Read more... )

Okay, I swear, I know where I'm going with this.

Current word count: 6,552

A Life In Dreams: Chapter 3

The only class Wes does not share with Lee is art, and though he regrets leaving his twin outside the drama classroom he is not sad. He had tried taking drama with Lee last year when it was not in the same time-slot as art, but not even ( Read more... )

And with no further delay: Chapter 2, where things are still strange.

Word Count thus far: 4,924

A Life In Dreams

Wes manages not to fall asleep during homeroom and his morning classes, but it was close during Mr. Stevens’ English class. He likes the class well enough but reviews always made his mind wander, and he has a tendency of doodling away ( Read more... )

Word Count thus far: 3,425

A Life In Dreams: Chapter 1

By three o’clock in the morning, he knows that he will not be visiting the land of dreams any time soon. Wes sits up, and gropes for his sketchbook and drawing pencils on the small ledge above his bed; accidentally knocking over a pewter statuette of a dragon Lee bought him for their ( Read more... )

So, here's the prologue to my NaNoWriMo Novel. ^^' Takes place in Dreams, so beware of evil carpets and nightmares. Again, THIS WILL BE UNDER A FILTER for Chapters 1+. Comment to be added, I don't bite... hard :P

Current Word Count: 1,209

A Life In Dreams

The carpet beneath his feet whispers to him sensually. The long silky strands caress his feet, ( Read more... )

The warehouse was emptier than he remembered. Multiple layers of dust have settled on all of the exposed surfaces, until the bare expanse of floor looked like it was covered in gray snow. The old couches were still present, but someone had shoved them into the far corner, war relics covered with off-white sheets full of crusty brown stains. The ( Read more... )