I dream about movies

She couldn't find anything to say to that. His gaze robbed her of her words. And he was correct. She did deserve the best that the world had to offer. Maybe even other worlds. Not that she would ever find them. The thought rankled.

Wordcount: 51,473

It's not the best I've ever done for NaNo. I've reached higher, but this is one of the few NaNovels that I think I can finish come December. Just need to find the motivation outside of the competition.

“Nothing,” Bjernu said, who had drawn and nocked an arrow, and who was now searching the sky. “I was saying nothing now where are you, you bastard?”

Wordcount: 43,546

“But they didn't do anything to you? You're not hurt?” Hettie asked. She started looking over Ameena.

“Can we save the examination for when we're alone?” Ameena asked. “Some things I don't do with an audience. That includes taking off my clothes.”

Wordcount: 37,261

Ameena snorted. “That would mean they have to mine for themselves. Dragons are above all extremely lazy. That's never going to happen.”

Wordcount: 34,085

“Must be nice to be so certain about things,” Hettie said.

“This is one of the few things I am,” Ameena said. “The rest I have as much idea about as you.”

“Depends on what you're talking about.” Hettie leaned over the bar again, smiling at Ameena, who raised an eyebrow. “What are some of the other things you know?”

“That's for you to find out,” Ameena said, and laughed.

Wordcount: 30,118

(Why, every time I have a female character enter a bar, no matter the setting, does she always get a man hitting on her?)

It had been a lwhile [sic] since anybody had shown her any form of kindness. Alec, bless his soul, and Emmar had been the only ones.

Wordcount: 25,519.

I've hit a snag in my writing. I was getting bogged down in things I didn't want to write about, and it killed my motivation. I think I've added a couple of hundred words yesterday and today combined. But today I took the drastic step of... not writing about that any more, and skipping to the action. Which is major for me, since I always feel obliged to finish what I started. Or I just abandon it completely when the frustration gets to be too much. Hopefully this new move will get some action going, at long last.

Sister Emmar turned on him. “And you should be in bed as well. I thank you for coming to get me, but you’re not allowed out until I say you can.”

Wordcount: 5,222

“It’s dangerous outside. How will you keep safe?” Sister Emmar seemed near tears.

133. The Yard – Alex Grecian
134. Hawkeye, vol. 3: L.A. Woman – Matt Fraction*
135. Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen

It’s not that much this month. December was a busy month at work, so I did not have much brainpower left over for reading.