Today’s Contender: Kevin Kenan
I have to get to 68,000 words by the time i go to bed tonight, or i owe Kevin ten bucks.
Kevin, like Dave, threatens to line my writing day with traps and pitfalls.
We’ll see, Kevin Kenan, we’ll. see.
Dave made a valiant effort.
At 10:40am, he sent me a link to War & Peace, suggesting that i might like to spend the day reading.
At 1:10pm, he detailed all the things he would do with his $10, donations to despicable causes.
At 4:10pm, he sent me a study outlining the health problems associated with lack of sleep. A nap, he suggested, was in order.
It was a good try, Dave, but i am happy to report my $10 is saved.
They sat around a butcher block table in a white kitchen lit with warm light. He’d offered coffee but Amp had waved it off. “We really have to get out of here soon.”
Mr. Winters looked out the window. “I think we all may.”
The kitchen was bright, feminine, whoever had designed it had hand-drawn vines as trim along the ceiling. Mr. Winters caught Ras looking at it and said, “Mrs. Winters decorated herself.” His face fell. “She passed through the veil a year ago.”
Ras looked down. “I’m sorry.”
He appeared vulnerable and old for a moment, then he straightened his back, his face fell into the enigmatic mask he’d held in the church. “We’ll all pass through the veil. I look forward to becoming an elder.”
I have to get to 68,000 words by the time i go to bed tomorrow, or i owe Kevin ten bucks.
Still there, still itchy. I’ll probably dye them sometime in the next few days. Pictures to follow.
Did some DDR and a few pushups and situps, but not as much as i’d like.
What else does he have in store? Who knows? he’s well aware that i have to get to 65,000 words today or he gets $10.
It’s a battle to the … well, ten dollars.
No more whining, i got through the day, barely. Going to bed.
Merchimerch, sorry for the lack of updates and for denying you my $10. If it’s any consolation, i really earned it today.
I promise the excerpts will come back, but not tonight.
Next up: My good friend Dave Raines, who, despite being a man of deep integrity, will probably try to mess me up in any way possible to get my $10. Curses.
Novelburns and Body update coming soon.
Started late, finishing late.
This last scene was a bugger. I basically avoided writing it all day and then at around 10pm was faced with paying out the $20 or sitting my butt down to write. So write i did.
Arashinomoui, Bruce, thanks for the motivation. I can honestly say if not for the twenty buck threat, i never would have written today.
Food: Ate well today … until i went out for a veggie burger, tater tots and root beer with Em. 😛
Though i made up for it a bit by doing 6 or so DDR songs.
Okay, hoping to get back on track and knock out my words in the morning.