I took this week offline, a hiatus from my laptop. I wrote 47 pages of Jump in my composition notebook. Which, I have yet to add up how much word count it is. Ha. But I am currently copying those pages onto my document.
Writing with a notebook and pencil is pretty cool. My head got on overdrive because I couldn’t write quite as fast as I think (I’m a fast keyboard typer), which got annoying. But it also was a nice break! I didn’t get distracted with Internet. Only… I may have gotten distracted with some other book ideas. Like, the WWII story, I wrote some in that. And the future world war story…. ANYWAY. I wrote about 30 pages in other projects, total. So, 73 pages in a week, not counting some poems I wrote.
I am very, very happy to announce that on the 21st of this month, Matoska, our curly mare, had her baby!
She is the CUTEST, smallest thing! She has faint stripes on her legs, a curly tail and a curly coat, gray legs, and small white dots on her butt. She has Matoska’s appy eyes, too. 🙂 We named her Pa Mni (pronounced pah mini, basically), which means Bitter water. In the Bible, bitter water was used for healing. We’re going to call her Mini, she’s so small. ;D
So, Jump is going well. I am past 20,000, and am working on copying what I wrote by hand, onto the word doc. I am thinking this book will be novel length. I doubt I will have it finished by the end of this month, but I’m not worried. Excited, more like. Considering how absolutely crazy life has been, reaching my goal of 20,000 is good.
Snippets for Jump:
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***Derek’s POV***
“Sam, let’s go through the papers.” Rene’ said, and Sam stacked the pile of newspapers on the table. Which made our booth look like a newspaper shop, but we had to work with it. We gobbled pizza down as we worked.
That was how the next hour went. We scanned, searched, ate, and sighed.
We found nothing.
Article after article.
Nothing. No UFOs. No freak monsters. Nada.
“I’ve never been on a news site this long in my entire life.” I moaned, eyes aching from all the screen scrolling.
“You’ve never been on a news site.” Sam muttered, flipping through the pages of his paper.
“Thus, you prove my point.”
“Maybe someone’s seen somethin’, but won’t publish it.” Rene’ suggested, leaning back.
“We can’t go door to door and ask ‘Good morning, have you seen any demons lately? Also, we’re not in the occult.’.” I said dryly. Rene’ rolled her eyes.
“Shut up.” Sam told me.
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***Isaac’s POV***
The river wasn’t too busy, for such a hot day. A few people were lazily floating down the placid river in inner tubes, and some kids dived and yelled, playing. We parked on the dirt spot, where no one else was, and got our stuff. Ma sat on the bank in a fold-up chair, with Dad, both of them smiling as us kids took off into the cool water. Rene’ stayed with Rose near the bank, splashing at the water, while Rose laughed and splashed right back with glee. Vee and Tim sat onshore with Teddy, who watched the whole river with big, blue eyes.
I took Lynn exploring in the water. Big and little fish, sucker fish, tiger fish, and minnows, all swam and darted near our barefeet. We stood still, letting the fish nip our toes. Lynn shrieked with delight.
It wasn’t long till Rebecca and her family parked. Rebecca and her sister, Anna, got out and hurried down. “Isaac!” Rebecca grinned as she got in the water, her hair pulled in a pony tail. She wore a bright yellow swimsuit.
My ears must’ve turned red, by the knowing smirk Rene’ shot at me.
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***Rene’s POV***
The pizza place wasn’t busy. Sam and Derek were at the corner booth, waiting for Isaac and I, with a beef pizza steaming before them. Isaac and I sat down beside them.
“No offense, but what the heck are we doing?” I asked, sipping a soda.
“Sitting.” Derek said blankly.
“Eating.” Isaac added, hiding a smirk.
“Guys. Really. What’s goin’ on?” I eyed Sam expectantly.
“We need to talk.” Sam bit into his pizza.
“About Mr. Fryer?”
“He told us we should leave this alone.” Sam replied, eyes narrow.
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Anyway, hopefully we don’t melt. It’s 105 degrees today. God bless!
-Angela