NaNo Progress Report

Word Count Data

Over the last five days I have managed to write 3868 words. Not bad. I'm hoping to add 2K to the tally by day's end. I'll keep you posted.

Story Tidbits

As you may or may not know, beginnings are the worst for me. Just writing one and forcing myself to accept it has been a bit of a challenge. A rule of thumb in romance is to have your hero and heroine meet ASAP. Chapter Two is going to have to be soon enough. Although, I did have my heroine think of him once or twice in Chapter One--nothing mushy at that point, just random general thoughts.

Chapter Two is about a quarter completed and they're just about ready to speak to each other. Page 16. Although they have had a strange shared experience. Here's a little snippet of the experience:

~Begin snippet~

She lifted her head and looked toward the bottom of the room. The guest speaker seemed not to have noticed the lagging enthusiasm in the back row. Dr. Michaels, on the other hand, seemed intently aware. He was staring right at her and, while his expression betrayed little, she could sense his irritation.

The intensity of her awareness stunned her. The sensation was reminiscent of telepathy and yet altogether different. There was both more and less focus. His thoughts were muted by emotion, while the emotions were distracted by thoughts. The two were joined and yet separate. Only the most dominant thought or emotion managed to leave an impression at any given moment. Everything else was simply too elusive to identify or distinguish.

Concentrating on expanding the link between them, Makenna focused her energy on the professor. Within moments the lecturer's words faded into obscurity and the students seated along the descending tiers disappeared from her peripheral vision. Even the room seemed to dissolve.

The space separating them collapsed upon itself until she could see the dark blue ring encircling the lighter blue irises of his eyes. As if he were caught in the same madness, his eyes widened and his irritation gave way to fear and amazement.

What the hell?

Makenna came to herself with a start She strove to keep her breathing normal. Needing a moment to regroup, she looked down at her trembling hands and tried to calm herself. She dared not glance in his direction again. The suddenness of the shared intimacy frightened her.

She had heard his voice, not with her ears but with her mind. His bewildered question had left no doubt as to his awareness of the link he had forged, whether knowingly or unknowingly. She shivered. In all her long experience she had certainly never encountered the like. Even the telepathic link bonding fledgling vampire to Master had not been so intimate.

What the hell indeed.

~end snippet~