Since we are into this NaNo-planning thing, how about an excerpt?
The month is young!
I’m going to finish this novel, and I’m going to be proud of myself for doing it.
It’s time to finish this novel.
He couldn’t remember a time before wind. Always, it had followed him. Through his childhood, adolescence, adulthood. The windlings were a race of people born from the very air itself, created from the swirling rage of the gods thousands of years ago.
I am going to make 2019 into my own personal garden.
I don’t have much to report, other than I’m closing in on the end of Part I of the book.
I’m adding to my pile of good things.
Here’s a short excerpt from the first scene of the revised version of my WIP.
Hey, checking in here from Liz’s YA Fantasy Land, the home of plot holes upon plot holes upon plot holes.