NaNoWriMo Week Two Update

So it's been a week since my last NaNo update.

...not much has happened.

And yet, here we are.

Unfortunately, school takes priority over writing in Mom's mind, and thus not much writing has taken place as I've been working on a massive project for one subject.

But I still need to update y'all on what has happened.

Because big stuff happened this past week.

First, here is my novel playlist. In case you're curious. (slight language warning on "Wait For It")



Basically the soundtrack for the 2011 film adaptation of Jane Eyre is the soundtrack of this novel. Seriously.

This week, I've only added just under 1000 words to my word count. But I shall not be discouraged! (...ish)

As far as the big news goes... I PASSED THE TEST TO GET MY LEARNER'S PERMIT. SO I'M LEARNING HOW TO DRIVE, Y'ALL.

Now you may ask yourself, wait, I thought you were 18... why aren't you already driving?

That is a long and convoluted story for another time, but let's just say that now it's kinda important that I drive. So I go for my road test on my brother's birthday (weird, huh?), and hopefully will walk out of the DMV with an official driver's license in hand. I'M SO EXCITED.

I also got to vote for the first time which was pretty cool.



But back to my story.

I finished chapter 3 (if you're on OYAN, you should go check it out *winks*).

Whitney is understandably freaked out by the giant black bear.

Mrs. Mills the housekeeper is probably my favorite adult character I've written.

THE LIBRARY IS GORGEOUS IN MY MIND'S EYE, Y'ALL.



Would you like a sneak peek at chapter 4?

I think you would.

     “Th- th- I… what?”  I couldn’t even form a sentence, just pointed in disbelief at the bear, which stood and lumbered toward us.  Mrs. Mills was acting like this was a totally normal occurrence, and even cast the creature a scowl.

     “Now look what you’ve done, you’ve frightened the poor thing.”
     “You let the thing into my house.” Its voice was rough and gravelly, like you’d expect a bear to sound, I suppose.  Somehow that comment snapped me out of my stupor.
     “I’m not a thing.  I’m a person.”
     It looked me over with what was almost a disdained expression.
     “Indeed.” It turned back to the housekeeper. “Why did you let it in?”
     “Because it was cold and wet and I took pity.  And I won’t have you saying anything against having her here.” She wagged a finger at it as if it were a misbehaving dog.  “She was looking for you, anyhow.”
     That was when it clicked.
     “That’s… that’s the Musta Hirvia.”


And now I think I'd best finish this up so I can get back to writing.



How's your NaNo going?