“The red slashes of her phone number on the mirror looked like open wounds
on my reflection, and I smirked because they kind of were.”
I’m a little more than 10,000 words in so far, and the story is going in a direction I didn’t see coming. That’s been my favorite part about undertaking NaNoWriMo so far — that unearthing what these characters want to do and say and who they really are as I strip them down chapter by chapter.
I’m looking very forward to the next 40,000 words … or how ever many words they feel they need to tell their story.