This one's simple: just post the last line you wrote today. You can include a short explanation if you like, but it is definitely not a requirement.
I'm writing for a while longer tonight, but here's the last (two) lines I wrote:
“So, we question Jenny, then the boyfriend – if there is one – and the date if there isn’t, and hopefully after that we’ll know a lot more about how Chloe managed to wind up in the tower after the big dance. You ready?”
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Diann
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Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
17,852 / 50,000
Nov 5, 2009 - 22 55
It was summer.
----------Characters killed: 6
Characters maimed: 1
Notebooks lost: 1
Notebooks found: 1
Things over-turned looking for notebook: 15
Current sanity level: 90%
51,317 / 50,000
Nov 5, 2009 - 23 08
They were so engrossed in conversation that they did not notice when J.D. walked up behind them.
----------As imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shapes and gives airy nothing a local habitation and a name.
- A Mid-Summer Night's Dream
50,214 / 50,000
Nov 5, 2009 - 23 33
He rolled his eyes and pressed a button on the console to start the translator.
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Nov 5, 2009 - 23 36
You know, check out the scene of the crime?
----------Diann
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Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
44,210 / 50,000
Nov 6, 2009 - 00 06
Kallista ran into the forest.
----------My novel is guarded by Julio Nakamura, The Remedial Ninja... but he really wants to act
70,867 / 50,000
Nov 6, 2009 - 02 35
"Let’s get inside somewhere we can talk and order something hot."
19,297 / 50,000
Nov 6, 2009 - 10 05
Gwenny laughed, as she gave a little tug on the reins to guide Blueberry towards the way out to the road leading to town.
This is definitely not my last line for today but since it ends a chapter I might as well post it during my only forum time for today. xD
----------"When in doubt, have a man come through the door with a gun in his hand"
Raymond Chandler
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Nov 6, 2009 - 14 19
He looked at her for a long moment. She could see him debating, then he said, “I need to go.” And walked out of the room.
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Nov 6, 2009 - 15 43
This was my last line written last night:
He found a chair and sat down, trying to get his breathing under control.
----------Donna Leonard
http://writinginmyhead.tumblr.com/
Writing that springs from the surface of existence--when there is
no other way and the deeper wells have dried up--is nothing,
and collapses the moment a truer emotion makes that surface
shake.
33,264 / 50,000
Nov 6, 2009 - 22 38
But she was scared.
----------"You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm." - Colette
50,214 / 50,000
Nov 6, 2009 - 23 10
So you will be getting a representative from the Department of Experimental Magics, an expert in biology and magic systems and a former university professor from Creos.
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Nov 7, 2009 - 09 48
Last line from the morning writing session today:
. If the Healer was to die protecting her life so that she could fulfill her boon, she would not dishonor the gift through foolishly casting it away by drawing the attention of the dogs, though her heart broke and she felt only fear and grief at the loss of one she might yet have counted as friend.
----------Good Luck All!
Janette Fletcher
Writing itself is an act of faith, and nothing else. EB White
36,161 / 50,000
Nov 7, 2009 - 09 48
Last line from the morning writing session today:
If the Healer was to die protecting her life so that she could fulfill her boon, she would not dishonor the gift through foolishly casting it away by drawing the attention of the dogs, though her heart broke and she felt only fear and grief at the loss of one she might yet have counted as friend.
----------Good Luck All!
Janette Fletcher
Writing itself is an act of faith, and nothing else. EB White
50,089 / 50,000
Nov 7, 2009 - 11 06
When she finally stopped, he met her eyes. “I’ll teach you everything I know,” he said, and then he walked away.
7,397 / 50,000
Nov 7, 2009 - 13 27
So now what do I do with myself? Whose breath do I follow?
I need to hurry up and not be a teenager.
43,597 / 50,000
Nov 7, 2009 - 22 15
Take a sip and tell me what you taste.
----------Diann
~*~
Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
51,317 / 50,000
Nov 7, 2009 - 23 36
Clover nodded her head and slipped her eyes shut.
----------As imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shapes and gives airy nothing a local habitation and a name.
- A Mid-Summer Night's Dream
62,437 / 50,000
Nov 8, 2009 - 13 52
If Jim was tearing up pillows and burning their blanket, he certainly wasn't ready to talk to her.
I'm at 23k words!
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Nov 8, 2009 - 14 06
Meanwhile, back in the city, Lucretia and Sebastian had returned to the King's court.
43,597 / 50,000
Nov 8, 2009 - 21 49
You know I love you, Ariana, but you have to move on.
----------Diann
~*~
Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
50,214 / 50,000
Nov 8, 2009 - 22 31
The sun had one last run and casted a ray on the bridge’s viewport, shining it as if the ship was winking at me.
----------70,867 / 50,000
Nov 9, 2009 - 19 55
Just hit 25,000 and my merchant sailing ship is sinking in a fierce storm:
There was very little there he would truly miss, but the silly steam trinket Denny had bought him in the Moorlands suddenly seemed the most precious thing he had ever owned.
43,597 / 50,000
Nov 9, 2009 - 21 45
Look at you go, Van!!
She was pregnant; about nine weeks, according to Dr. Chalfont.
----------Diann
~*~
Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
50,214 / 50,000
Nov 9, 2009 - 23 28
“I know, garcon, I know.”
For those who are confused, garcon is french for boy and the quote is from a Christian priest from Louisiana.
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Nov 10, 2009 - 07 06
For those who are confused, garcon is french for boy and the quote is from a Christian priest from Louisiana.
Yeah, but you need that little squiggly thing... like this "garçon."
At least I think that's the right character; don't have my glasses on.
Diann
----------NaNo Winner: 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008
ScriptFrenzy Winner: 2007, 2009
ScriptFrenzy Participant: 2008
Diann
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Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
62,437 / 50,000
Nov 10, 2009 - 10 42
Thirty-four thousand words and rising! I'm having so much fun!
Last line written:
"That night, beneath the blue flicker and minor key score, Jim pressed the side of his leg to hers, making first contact as Bogart cut grapefruit for Gloria Grahame."
43,597 / 50,000
Nov 10, 2009 - 23 01
She should be laughing, living, having fun and being a kid but she wasn’t, and it was up to them to fix it.
----------Diann
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Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)
50,214 / 50,000
Nov 11, 2009 - 05 45
The phone rang from the living room and Mom went to answer it, bringing Jacob the laughing hyena along.
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Nov 11, 2009 - 23 30
Robert drinks mojiots like a college binge drinker, not ever caring if the mint leaves follow down his throat.
----------43,597 / 50,000
Nov 12, 2009 - 20 35
I can’t believe she’s dead. I just can’t believe it.
----------Diann
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Jamal: Women will sleep with you if you write a book?
Forrester: Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book. (Finding Forrester)