Novel Stats

Uncanny

Today's Word Count: 1,203 today, 21 k total

The Good:
“You left so suddenly.” Nicolas reached out with his mind, but, as ever, Starla was impassable. “And things were going so well.”
Starla remained silent. Nicolas sighed and lifted his hand and Starla began to writhe in pain, her insides burning. Nicolas turned his head away sharply and began to pace. Flames poured from his fingers and met above him in a circle, a fiery halo.

Daily Stumbling Block:
Still just writing what comes to mind. I'm at the point in my story when my characters begin to meet and interact, and I don't want to sell these scenes short. The story has picked up nicely as they begin to come together.

Random Thought:
Right at this moment I am eating yogurt with bits of granola that I personally crunched up. See, I'm a big "together" eater. There are two kinds of people in this world: "together" eaters and "apart" eaters. They're easy enough to spot, especially during a big meal like Thanksgiving. The "apart" eater takes a bite of mashed potatoes, then a sip of milk, and then some turkey, et cetera. A "together" eater grabs a forkful of turkey, already doused with gravy, steers it into the potatoes, picking up what he can, takes a bite, and then takes a quick bite of his bread, which never leaves the appropriate hand during the course of the meal.
Which one, might I ask, are you?