Okay, no idea how to post a table, so if this fails, uhhh, sorry?

Here's my entire novel, laid out with dates and times. ENJOY. If anyone wants to mod the table to include their novels' events, PLS DO SO. Aslo, this table is straight outta Y-Writer, so some of the columns are superfluous. WTVS. If I knew how to delete them, I would.

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I haven't written the bit about Cash, but uh HERE'S CHAPTER 4 ( Read more... )

Done writing for the night. Here's what I have ( Read more... )

I'm going to work, then I'm passing out, so here is what I have so far. (Sorry for early post ( Read more... )

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It came on him like a bad hangover.

He woke slowly, which was unusual, because ever since he'd turned he seemed to switch off and on like a light bulb, either awake or asleep. But today...

The first thing he noticed was that he hurt. All over. Which as he thought about it, was not unusual. He usually hurt, a dull but ever-present ache that ( Read more... )

The walk back to Worth's seemed both shorter and longer than it had when we'd chased after Conrad. We weren't as worried this time, but there was a time limit that hadn't been there before. Would Lamont still be at Worth's when we arrived? He may have been tending to the doctor, but he did have a job to do. It might have taken him away from ---

"You ( Read more... )

He wasn't even really aware of the alley as he darted through it, but he slowed when he came to the main street. The blood still on his face was wet and cold, and he didn't know what time it was and what if somebody sawHis arm came up, uselessly, knocking his glasses slightly askew as he trampled the rest of his usual code of behavior and wiped ( Read more... )

We ran the whole way, but it was after midnight when we arrived at Worth's office. I'd learned my lesson, though, and outdistanced Hanna in the last few yards. I wouldn't be so careless as to let something get the jump on us again -- or put Hanna in further danger. I would not allow another lapse in my judgment, not where he was concerned ( Read more... )

Hanna practically ran all the way to his apartment, but even that wasn't fast enough. He needed to know, and he needed to know nowHe popped the cap off his sharpie and quickly scribbled something on his palm as he walked. It was a simple glow rune; his excuse for a flash light. The simplest of the simple runes. And he knew it well enough to write ( Read more... )