Hi!
I came back and then I was gone again ;)
NaNoWriMo was very interesting and it was my first time trying it. And I made it!!!
I wrote 50.008 words in one month.
But I didn't write a new book, I wrote a few scenes for the one I more or less finished. I discovered that it wasn't finished and now I've to write the whole last part anew.
Why?
The sister of my female main protagonist demanded to get a bigger part. It would only be fair, she said and important, because they are sisters and very close and family... and so on. I agreed and I wrote 2-3 additional scenes with her.
It changed everything.
My main character, which should've
The last drop of black coffee fell into the pot of her coffee machine. She took it, impatiently poured the coffee into her cup. Then she returned to her desk, her hands shaking but now both wrapped around the warm cup with the picture of a little kitten on it.
It was dark outside. Cold. The wind was rustling the few leaves that still remained on the shadowy trees. She closed her eyes and pictured the cold on her skin, and the wet smell she loved about autumn. Rotting leaves, earth and wood. Frail white traces of frost on the ground in the earliest hours of morning.
She shivered and took a sip of coffee. It would warm her up from the insid