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arkhaminmate7
Novel: Doorways
Genre: Fantasy
50,139 words so far   Winner!

About arkhaminmate7

Location: Hampshire, Illinois

Home Region:
United States :: Illinois :: Elsewhere

Age:50

Favorite novels: The lone Drow-Valentines Exile-White Night-Any Dr.Who novels

Favorite writers: R.A.Salvatore-E.E.Knight-Jim Butcher

Favorite music: Lisa Marie Presley -Dave Matthews- Favorite Quote:"But have the courage to write whatever your dream is for yourself." May Sarton

Non-noveling interests: DOgs/Cats/Gardening/Tech

Joined date: November 2, 2006

Years done NaNoWriMo:
'06

Years won NaNoWriMo:
'06

NaNoWriMo posts: 8

NaNoWriMo buddies: 3

 


Doorways
an excerpt

I stated thinking about the novel I would work on during November. Suddenly my mind was filled with multiple ideas. I asked myself,”How could I focus on one novel, when I had others dancing through my fingers?”

Well, I decided to take the two that wouldn’t be satisfied with just being written down on a note pad and set to the side.

I will, as the month trails on, add to the word count here. When I hit 50,000 words on one of them I will register that one on this site.

Each word counted by me will be registered here, until this site closes down..

Doorways
This is a fantasy about generations of a one family line. This generation learns about their past, their duties, and how to accept themselves.

“Some say I came with the Egyptians, others the Norsemen. Each thought can be true, as I have lived more time than I can remember. More places and peoples speak of me in only the ways they can understand. I am part of the heavens, and earth, I churn the waters of the oceans, and I delight and enlighten the children with my stories.

But most of all I sleep, deep in the warm earth, among the fires that breath life to the embers that give me the crux of mortality. “

Written amount: 50,139

Running In Circles
This is a drama; about four different families and showing ‘how’ they got to their tragic point.

“Memories of places
Tend to intermingle,
With the people
That occupied
The between spaces

I wore a sweater, and slacks my curls bobbed up and down as I ran along side my mother as she tried to hurry me past the people leaning against the building. I held back, my pace slowed I was able to see them from under my mothers arm. Dirty and sleepy looking; some stood others sat slouched on the ground their backs holding up the buildings.

A teenage girl stepped out in front of us, my Mother stopped, and I took one step more than she had; so my face was buried in her coat. I pushed her coat to the side and stared at the girl. Her hair as a mess, she had been crying. “

Written amount: 00,655

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