Bernadette Benda

OK…what even happened????

(In other words, I did not win.)

I originally was not going to do Nanowrimo this year, because the last three months of 2018 were going to be crazier than usual, and I wouldn’t have time for it.

But then October rolled around – that scent of Autumn and running around in windy weather and madly writing words came upon me. 

I thought, “Well, I got the bug. I guess I’m doing Nanowrimo after all.” 

So I began. 

Yeah. The beginning was great. By day three I was 5,000 words ahead. The world had unfolded before me. I was ready to race to the edges of the map – 

Then I got sick. Then I had to work. Then I was tired. Then I rolled along like a pebble down the hill with an avalanche. 

My grand total of words ended at 26,122. I reached halfway point, but I did significantly worse than the previous two years. But whatever. 

YET. I am happy with what I did this year. I made a lot of progress on my novel in a very busy month (I actually started it back in October). And though I wrote fewer words, I feel like I wrote more. 

I squeezed in writing time before going to work in the morning. I wrote in bed and pushed 500-1,000 words. I wrote at the dinner table, on the couch, in my bed, and at my desk. 

I didn’t wait for a designated writing time. I found time and wrote when I had it. 

So, with that I am very pleased. 

NOW FOR SNIPPETS (this is an urban fantasy Beowulf retelling, fiy). 

 “Where do you think I would keep her?” Cain said. His hands pressed to the floor, like he was going to push himself up. He swallowed down his blood again. “She’s in the Tower.”

Elisha froze. Everything seemed to freeze. He felt his blood turn cold.

  Lily was in the Tower.

Cain pushed himself up to his feet. As he did, he began to grin, with the blood soaked between his white teeth.

 But Elisha raised his pistol and shot him in the face. 

(P.S. He’s sort of immortal and did not die here.) 

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