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Thanks very much for the chainsword & coffee. *slurps coffee* I wonder what it says about me that two years into high school, I already have a caffeine addiction?

I like the pun. XD

Sorry, my account settings did a weird thing. Just thought I'd clear that up.

I quite like popcorn, actually. Esp. the buttered varieties. Mm.

*staggers under the weight of the tackle*

First off: *accepts the Generic Weapon: it turns into a glaive* Thank you very much!

Ah, fandoms. Fun places to be, usually. I'm an avid Death Note fan, I watch a little bit of Doctor Who, Lord of the Rings and Dragon Age were my literal childhood (I grew up on those stories), I know Percy Jackson pretty well, and... there's more, I'm just not thinking of them XD. Oh, and Voltron.

You're getting the story, because I want to see how Derik will tell it. He's a Harper at heart, and inclined to ramble in his current state, so it's gonna take time. But don't worry, I'm not quitting. {= )

~Neshomeh

"Oh, does you want an appy polly loggy that my slovos are too bolshy and messel like for some zallky ded with a malenky mozg to pony? Best not boohoo, 'cause your lovely Ingles ain't so special like, and I'll govoreet as I'll please, viddy that? Oh, and put to the record: lewdies is just all the chellovecks, right? So you're a chelloveck, I'm a chelloveck, and we're here all chellovecks, but we're all all of us here the lewdies, okay?" He fluttered his eyelashes.

"Jeeze, you're such a jerk," Anne muttered to him. "Harry speaks some weird Russian English thing from his home world. We mostly get what he means from context and tone, but half of what he says isn't worth hearing anyway. Don't think about it too much, and don't be insulted. It's just a teen rebellion thing." Quietly, she added, "Even though he's only nine."

Harry flipped her off with one hand.

"yes, I'm so impressed with how adult and mature you are."

Harry flipped her off with both hands.

Numbuh 3721, meanwhile, nodded to Peregrin. "Indeed, we were making for the candy table. A heavy dose of candy consumption at one sitting will be the first step in your Halloween education."

Alex made a face. "Stinks up my RC to high heaven. It's awful. I give him bits of my own food as a treat, sometimes." He tickled Zeke's eyebrow ridges, and the blue crooned. "They nest near the beach in their home continuum, so lots of fish. I can't stand the stuff, personally."

He peered at Zeke enthusiastically. "I don't think I've ever seen a dragon or a fire-lizard before..." He turned to Alex. "What do you feed him?"

Thoth kept his hand on Derik. "Perhaps you should sit. You seem to slightly unstable. If you wish, you may tell me your tale."

Have some popcorn! :D

I've never gone to a write-in either, but then I'm not a sociable type. :) You'll have to let us know how it goes!

hS

The little blue puffed his chest out proudly.

"You alright?" Alex asked Derik anxiously. "I, um. I can leave, if you'd feel more comfortable." He whistled, and Zeke took off to land on his shoulder once more.

Last time I attempted it was back in 2012/2013 I think. Going to be writing the latest revision of the story that originally created Apollo (who unfortunately doesn't have a major part in this one).

Storme

At Alex's touch, Derik jerked and likely would have lashed out at the boy whose every aspect seemed calculated to mock him, but then Thoth was at his back, deep voice rumbling in his ears and his bones. He went still.

Gall took the opportunity to wrench his hand away and step back, glaring. "Do that to me again and I will kick your Spandexed butt, got it?"

Derik shuddered, his muscles shedding their combative tension, and straightened up—well, more or less. He reeled backward, and was rather grateful for support at that moment. "I—I apologize, everyone. I shouldn't—it's not his fault." He gestured vaguely at Alex. "It's not your fault." And at Gall. "Most of all, not the little cousin's fault. I'm sorry." He hid his face behind one hand.

Surprised and relieved not to be the one controlling the situation for a change, Jenni had done her best to keep Zeke calm throughout. Now she felt up for responding to Tom's interest. "He's a Pernese fire-lizard," she explained. "Genetic forebears of the dragons. Zeke's two, so he's fully mature, or just about."

(( Space Marines do have really deep voices, right? ))

Back in '11, I nearly fused my synapses getting the entire 50K done in two weeks before a holiday, just to make sure I finished. On the flip side, my '14 NaNo started late, and has a week-long plateau in the middle where I couldn't face it any longer.

Just remember: 1667 words is only one word at a time...

hS

Have one of my own shed feathers and a complimentary kit of Spikes!

If I set a goal for myself and then don't meet it, I get mopey.

*sigh*

I'm already at 2k words, but there's no way I'll be able to keep this up for the whole month.

Writing that much in that short a time is hard. You run out of ideas. Life gets in the way. Your story comes to a perfect ending at 43K. You forget to hit save and end up abandoning it for a week in a sulk. All sorts of things can happen.

And what you do then is file it away - and resolve to do better the next year. ^_^

hS

I've had an idea floating around since 2015 but I've never attempted a NaNo before.

I'm going to hate myself if I don't get it finished. >.>

If you (plural) share your NaNo usernames on the Board, people can friend you; then you can provoke yourself into a fit of rage-writing when they have higher wordcounts than you! It's heaps of fun.

hS (Huinesoron on NaNoWriMo.org, here's my previous novels)

This sounds like a good kick-start opportunity. My ultimate, perfect, innovating urban fantasy of perfection ideas may finally take a solid form.