Camp NaNoWriMo, April 2013: Day One

1 Apr


In case you missed it, I’m embarking on a 30-day blogging challenge related to my Camp
NaNoWriMo novel. Each day, I’ll answer a set of questions that I made about the NaNoWriMo experience as a handy sort of log to keep track of what I’ve done this month. If you want to join in, feel free! I’d love to see links to your own NaNoWriMo logs, so feel free to comment with them below.

How many words did you write today? 2032
How long did it take you to write them? Probably 2 hours, give or take.
How many times did you use Write or Die? None!
On what settings? N/A
How many Facebook breaks did you take?  7 or 8 or… okay, it might have been in the background all day.
How many characters have you killed off to date? 0!
How many characters have died for the sake of word count? 0!
How many NaNoWriMo Angels have you murdered? (note: using the backspace key murders NaNoWriMo angels). At least two.
Have you stopped using contractions yet? Nope.
Total NaNoWriMo Word Count So Far: 2032
Words to Goal: 47,968
Days Remaining: 29

I might add more questions as they become relevant. So, that was day one! I’m a bit ahead and hope to stay that way. I am feeling a bit like I’m info-dumping, but it’s situating me in the history/backstory so I suppose that’s okay. I can always edit later, right? Here’s an excerpt from the beginning:

The palace of Tohmris rose from the desert sands like a fountain.

            At first, Lydia Buckley thought it was a fountain, sparkling blue in the afternoon light. But as the carriages trundled closer, kicking up dust behind them, the shadows of gates and windows became distinguishable through the haze. It looked like a castle of glass, grown from a thousand bolts of lightning and molded into a series of towers and turrets that reflected the summer sky.

            It isn’t a fountain at all, Lydia thought. Nor glass, either. No one knew where they’d found the translucent blue marble, or how they’d piled the stone so high it disappeared into the puffy white clouds above. To Lydia, the questions didn’t need to be answered. She knew she looked upon one of the greatest structures in the world—and when the gates closed behind her, it would be home.

            Lydia allowed herself a small smile. Her family was the first in years to be invited to the ancient city, accessible only with the help of guides who met them at the border of the vast Tohmrin Empire. For weeks they rolled through the heat. Lydia was covered in grit and sweat and dust, with no extra water to waste on bathing. A trial, her mother called it—and how many other girls would have toiled for so long and come so far for the prince’s hand?


One Response to “Camp NaNoWriMo, April 2013: Day One”

  1. apprenticenevermaster April 1, 2013 at 7:21 pm #

    Rock on. 🙂 I’m glad you’re starting off a little ahead.

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