Status Report: Week Twenty

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SUCCESS!

Word Count: 11366

NANO:

36799 / 50000 words. 74% done!

Subjects: original and xxxHolic

Excerpt: The Great Woods, it was said, were haunted. Spirits lived in every tree and under every bush; ghosts haunted the deepest, darkest portions; gods were rumored to walk amongst its trees. No man went through them without some sort of offering or charm of protection. Beauty's grandfather was no exception. Around his neck he wore a circle quartered by a cross of rowan wood, and in his pockets he kept two small packets of salt wrapped in silk blessed by a priest. He did not turn his head, even when voices giggled invitations from the darkness beyond the path, or the smells of hot food drifted from somewhere unseen. Steadfast, he walked the winding path, leading the patient donkey behind him.

Near the end, though, he came across a giant briar patch that stretched across the entire length of the path, stretching on both sides deep into the woods. It was too high for an old man and a donkey to climb, so he stopped. He stared at the path, sucking on his teeth, and reached into his pocket for the salt. The moment his fingers touched it, something shrieked from the branches overhead. The donkey struggled, terrified, and it took everything the old man had to simply hold on and keep it from bolting and being lost. As he attempted to calm the creature, a large dark figure came crashing down, tumbling down the wall of briars to land in a crouch before the old man.

"There is a toll," it said to him in a terrible voice, rough and low, like metal on the grindstone. "You must pay it before you can pass."

Thoughts: CRY SOB CRY--this week has been really bad for me, re: keeping up on things; I just tend to barely make it for the word counts. (I feel like I've said this before, but this week felt worse than others, because I actually DID miss my goal a few times and had a day where I didn't write at all and basically just had to plod and pick my way through a wordcount to catch up.) BUT I AM STILL CAUGHT UP! And that is good. And while I am working for part of the upcoming holiday (if they give me a computer that actually works, that is, sob wireless!), there should still be time to get writing done. \o/

I MIGHT MAKE IT THIS YEAR! THIS IS EXCITING.

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