#siblingsverse

[lurkdragonstuff]

NaNo update:

Yesterday, I wrote 4,060 words. 1,102 of those were during a 30-minute sprint. At a total of 14,152 words, this puts me 5,848 words behind par.

The story still is kind of meandering confusedly along (I really need to figure out what closes out the plot of the childhood years story), but I feel pleased by the progress, and have harvested several bountiful NaNoisms from the resulting mess. Such as:

Ridley was home and home was warm and comfortable and had all his fiblings all around him, playing and romping and calling eto each other.

millions of ears ago

A note to myself that reads “look up bird mucus”

And this entire exchange:

"Smus!" Ridley yelled.

She looked back at him. "It's thr tuth."

"Is that so," said Tehees.

[lurkdragonstuff]

I’m going to put on my wrist braces and do my best to catch up with NaNo today. I’m about 8,300 words behind.

I have caught up from being that far behind before. I did it for Insurrection.

The story as-is is kind of gibberish at this point, but that’s okay. I’m treating it as something like a detailed and very preliminary outline at this point. The two Project Blur writeups I’ve done for NaNos past were actually second drafts, with carefully-written back and forth RP between Ardil and me as the first drafts. They weren’t written at 200 MPH during 30 days.

I will get the words down, and they will be nonsense, but dammit, December and January will still exist and I will edit the thing then.

Stay safe, everyone. I will likely continue being on Tumblr more than I thought I would at the start of the month, but if I’m quiet, I’m writing. Feel free to send asks and @ pings.

[snarky-isaarchive]

"No, this puppy needs exercise." He chuckled a bit. "That and you haven’t familiarize yourself with this neighborhood. What if you got lost and didn’t really know how to get back home? I… I’d die of worry."

[zexionienzo]

Ienzo's eyes roll at the excuses, he sets Deitrich down on his feet. He was letting the puppy wake himself up. "You wouldn't die of worry, exaggerator." He shakes his head, rises up, and kisses Isa's cheek. "You'd come look for me and show me the way home."

[zexionienzo]

"Hey, Ienzo, can you get Dietrich? We should go for a walk."

The boy grabs the puppy from the couch, him being sleepy allowed Ienzo to put the choke collar. He hooks the leash onto to the collar and carries the small dog. He walks over to Isa quietly, “This is an excuse to get me out of the house.”