NaNoFiMo 08 discussion
Nanowrimo January 2009
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Step1: Pick genre
Step2: pick gender of main character
step3: find main issue
step4: um i dont know just go from there :)

girl;name to be decided depending on the poll on the 1st
a mob/mafia type gang killed her parents and took her brother to 'work' for them. girl is out to stop them and get revenge; gets some sort of group together

oh and she falls in love with a man she has to kill!!
yea *lost in thought*

a thought just popped into my head.... wiat, ill tell you, jsut let me figure it out. *thinks*

okay it has a lot to do with elves and another realm within this world. let me think again.

but they're not really elves, they just ade up that legend so the humans wouldnt discover who they really are. so one day this girl just happens across one of them, and they hit it off right away. now the problem with this situation, is taht humans and 'elves' [cuz idk what to call them yet:] are enemies, and they dont know that the other is their enemy. what happens when they fall in love?


reminds me of Twilight a little:
girl and boy-who is a myth-meet and hit it off instantly; does the girl know that the 'elf' is not an 'elf'? that would be like Bella knowing edward ain't human; the war thing that more R&J than twilight but if you add enough details then no one will be able to see these similarities

hey, madeline, you havent read my last two chapters of the day that never comes!


anyway, im trying to find a decent pic to put up. so my pic shall change frequently today lol

“You’re cute. I hate that I had to kill you,” she purred with pure joy.
“ I didn’t want to die this way,” he mummbled with a shaky breath.
“So how did you want to die?” she humored him, he was dying, she did feel sorry a little.
“ I wanted to die in the arms of the one I love. Will hold me until I’m gone?” he breathed, barely audible.
She pulled him into her lap and wrapped her arms across his massive chest. Cruelty could not be forced from her now. Love didn’t have to be, she was giving it to him as he died in front of her. Because of her.
Without knowing it she cried. The tears appeared on his shirt and she cried harder in recognition of tears, her tears. Blue and warm they fell not stopping even after he was gone. Long and hard she let them fall as she clutched his body to hers. There had been a man who truly loved her and she had killed him, and liked it.
i put thi9s post up just to bring people back though i doubt there is anyone who would not know that i am doing Nanowrimo in January and am inviting anyone who missed it to jion me and Chandani. yada yada yada