I feel sorry for anyone who had me on anything other than one friending place. Because really, I've been posting everywhere that I reached 50, 581 words today, therefore 'winning' NaNo, although my novel is nowhere near finished yet, as that seems to be the case every year. However, in that tradition, I give you all Craptacular stats!
Title: Still my placeholder of Yet Another Cracky Ass Story
Chapters: 19, although technically I'm still working on it.
Inspiration?: Write or Die was a huge help and got me writing somewhere in the ballpark of 3500 words an hour. And of course, lots of anime, but mostly Prince of Tennis which I have picked back up again. It's just one of those series I can do that. Oh, and Kuroshitsuji. The closest any of us will get to a Godchild anime. ;__;
Body count?: Still in the making, as the war has yet to come. *sigh* Not even halfway done with this monster!
Subplots?: One unexpected one. I so didn't see the marriage coming. Nor the parallel dimension thing. And I still have the other one to do when they get to the other world!
Playlist?: Lots of techno. Dancing as I was typin'.
Anything else?: Not really. Consumed by weight in pixie sticks, nerds, blow pops, and sweet tarts. Oh, and lots and lots of orange juice. Mm orange juice.
So, I guess that's it. Work sucks and can blow up for all I care.
Peace,
off to catch up on everything I've missed this month psycho
Title: Still my placeholder of Yet Another Cracky Ass Story
Chapters: 19, although technically I'm still working on it.
Inspiration?: Write or Die was a huge help and got me writing somewhere in the ballpark of 3500 words an hour. And of course, lots of anime, but mostly Prince of Tennis which I have picked back up again. It's just one of those series I can do that. Oh, and Kuroshitsuji. The closest any of us will get to a Godchild anime. ;__;
Body count?: Still in the making, as the war has yet to come. *sigh* Not even halfway done with this monster!
Subplots?: One unexpected one. I so didn't see the marriage coming. Nor the parallel dimension thing. And I still have the other one to do when they get to the other world!
Playlist?: Lots of techno. Dancing as I was typin'.
Anything else?: Not really. Consumed by weight in pixie sticks, nerds, blow pops, and sweet tarts. Oh, and lots and lots of orange juice. Mm orange juice.
So, I guess that's it. Work sucks and can blow up for all I care.
Peace,
off to catch up on everything I've missed this month psycho