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The last place Simon expected to wake up was on an alien spaceship, but there are worse ways to start a NaNo novel…

This is the daily posting of my 2016 NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) attempt at a novel. It’s a brand new world and new fictives and although I gave a shot at planning things (see: Chasing Falling Stars), it’s another pantsing effort. So MuseFics away! 🙂

Read at your own risk/amusement: There will most likely be spelling and grammatical errors afoot as well as flat out bad writing, info dumps, plot holes, contradictions/retcons, uneven characterization and pacing.

Daily Wordcount: 198
Total Wordcount: 12,060 (includes Title, Chapter Headers, etc.)

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And Lo, There Were Sick Days

“Why on earth are you here?” Asked the Muse as the Writer stubbornly typed from within a cocoon of blankets and growing moat of used tissues.

“I get a badge for writing something every day.” The Writer took another swig of NyQuil. “There are only thirty days in November, I got this.”

There was a long pause.

“I don’t think this was quite what they had in mind when they made that badge.” The Muse carefully started moving the empty NyQuil bottles and tissue moat into the trash. “What good are you to the story at this point?”

“I’m being Creative.” The Writer sniffed and pointed at the semi-coherent rambling on the screen.

The Muse looked over. “…Well creative is one word for it.”

The Writer stubbornly continued typing.

“Actually, this isn’t a half-bad outline.” The Muse summoned a chair from the mists and nudged the Writer’s cocoon over a bit so she could keep reading. “I mean, it’s not amazing, but this almost looks like it will catch us up again.” There was a pause. “When you aren’t sick.”

The Writer made a rude noise and kept writing.

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