So, I kept writing today. For some reason I always like it when there’s an infodump at the end of the story and it makes it seems like everyone just goes on their merry way. It works as long as you don’t need to make up some reason for a sequel. So I now have [...]

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So, I uploaded my most recent novel into the verifier at nanowrimo.org and it says I’m a winner. I can now do a happy dance. I just wish I had some champagne! But I needed more than the 50,000 to get to the end, so I’m trying to get there tonight, but it will probably [...]

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OK, so here I am, just on the threshold of actually writing out 50,000 semi-cohesive words. I’m at 48,349. “Hey, there’s the foot. Reset your trip odometer”, Ralph said, looking at the running shoe on the side of the road whiz by. By the time they got back to the paved road the trip odometer [...]

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I don’t know. The only living thing that has died so far has been a rat. All the other dead people were dead when the story started. Peter sat on the front bumper and took out his cell phone. He was pondering whether he wanted to call the police again. He didn’t want to, so [...]

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It feels weird to be coming to the end of the month. I need another 600 words today but I have to go eat sushi. The few Skookums that were left didn’t know all the other names the man gave them. They didn’t much care, not having the gift of speech. The main thing they [...]

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When Peter and Ralph got back under the bridge, Eric was gone but the box was still sitting where Ralph had left it. “Where’d he go?”, asked Ralph. “Who knows? What is Kurt looking at?” “He’s facing that direction, toward the cul de sac”, Ralph said pointing beyond the blackberry brambles. “And I bet that [...]

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“Give me the cheat sheets. I’ll dole out clues when you beg for them. You’re the one that picked a high difficulty multipart cache to start with”, Peter said, grabbing the paper. Ralph kept his eyes on the trees right above six feet from the ground, looking for a hole or crevice that could be [...]

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OK, there are all these threads and stories swirling around, and I need to connect the dots before I’m done. Here’s my attempt to suture one part, a critical part, into the rest of the mess: Ollie Svenberg lived his entire life in a circle twenty miles in diameter, centered on the house his grandfather [...]

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Ok, just hit the 40,000 word barrier. I’m at 40,004. Here’s a morsel of insanity: “Diane Cross, died in 2005, supposedly cremated in Hoquiam. Brittany Landers, died of pneumonia in 2003, also in Hoquiam and cremated. Shelly Roper, died in 2002 of a drug overdose in Aberdeen, but she was buried in Tacoma”, the lead [...]

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So, as I alluded to before, I have no choice but to soldier on with the novel writing. I did two sessions today to catch up with the quota. Only 7 days left and I think I’m pretty much on the right flight path to end the story pretty near 50,000 words. Today I’m at [...]

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