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NaNoWriMo Day 30: Finished

NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

The road was long, and I walked more steps than I ever thought I would, but I’m finished!

On November 1st, 2018, I started to write a novel in only 30 days.  Here I stand with over 100,000 words written, more than double the amount of the original challenge.  Today, on November 30th, I wrote “The End”!  Readers of The Paradigm, I have written a novel in 30 days!

This novel was a joy to write, it flowed out of me.  I may do something with this one someday, after some intensive rewrites and editing, that is.  Mistcraft is complete, but it’s not finished.  It’s still a vomit draft, the roughest of rough drafts, as it was written so fast.  One day, I will polish it until it shines.

I would like to take a moment to thank some people.  *Imagines he’s standing in front of an audience with an award in his hand*  I want to thank God for helping me through this year’s challenge.  I want to thank my family, friends, and my readers.  Thank you for all the encouragement, advice, and sticking with me to the end.  A special thank you to the few people who have asked me almost every day what was happening in my story.  You’re all the best.

Here is this year’s winner’s certificate:

NaNoWriMo Winner's Certificate 2018

The Stats for Mistcraft

Here are the final stats on my 2018 NaNoWriMo project:

Title: Mistcraft

Genre: Fantasy

Words: 101,632

Chapters: 40

Pages: 349 (that’s in Microsoft Word, double-spaced, 12 point Times New Roman font)

What I learned this year: Every year for NaNoWriMo I like to learn something new, either about myself as a writer, or some new technique.  This year I learned how to craft a realistic magic system, it needs some smoothing out and some kinks fixed, but it’s not a bad magic system.  I also learned that I can push myself to finish by a deadline if I really want or need to.

Thank you again to everyone who stuck with me and encouraged me this month!

Until next time,

Andrew Ronzino, A Man Who Wrote a Novel in 30 Days

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NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

One final day remains.  I have one short chapter left to write, but I will do that tomorrow.  However, I would like to say that today I hit 100,000 words!  That is so many for 30 days.  We’ll see what my final count will be tomorrow.

Today, I have the third and final excerpt from my NaNoWriMo novel.  If you would like to go back and read any of the previous excerpts, you can do so here:

Excerpt one and excerpt two.

I would like to remind you that like with all the other excerpts, this is a vomit draft, and thus may have a lot of grammar issues and a wrong word here or there.  The only editing I did was just enough to make sure it’s readable for you.  Please enjoy!

“Don’t use mistcraft!”  Rike shouted again.

He looked around.  A few of the other horses had been calmed down, and were being pulled along to the caves.  Others were struggling.

Natty was standing out in the middle of the chaos.  She looked like she was frozen.  Her eyes were glowing and misty.  Rike ran for her.  “Natty!  Release your mist!”

She did just that.  But that didn’t stop the lightning.  Rike got to her just in time.  He leapt in the air and crashed into her, knocking her to the wet grass, which allowed them to slide a little.  The lightning hit where she was standing only a moment before.  Rike stood up, grabbed Natty’s hand and pulled her up.  Then, fearing to let go of her, he dragged her towards the cave.

It was dry inside, there were already three horses inside with Nico who was tying them up to some stalagmites.  Natty was sopping wet and had a terrified look on her face.

“Stay here,” Rike said.  “No matter what happens outside, you stay inside.”

“Don’t go!” She pulled his arm back.

“Jassa is still out there.”  He ran back out into the storm.  There was still a lot of lightning, but everyone seemed to get the idea that using energetic mist in the Break storm was a bad idea, so most of it was up high in the clouds, not striking the ground.

Naroli was pulling two horses towards the cave.  Visrium had another two horses.  That was eight of the nine living horses accounted for.  Tanroa and Epress were pushing the cart of their supplies out of the storm.

Where was Jassa, and where was Mistress Marenti?  Where was the last horse?

He spotted them near a tree.  Marenti was on her horse, its reins were tangled up in the branches of the small tree, and Jassa and Marenti was trying to get them undone.  They were also using mistcraft.  Either they was taking the risk like fools, or they never heard nor picked up on the fact that Break lighting was attracted to mistcraft.

Rike ran for them.  “Jassa!  Release the mist!”

“Rike, help me get this horse!” She shouted back when she spotted him.

“No, Rike,” Marenti shouted into the wind.  “Get back to the shelter!”

“Release the mist!”  Rike yelled.  “The lightning is att—”

The lightning struck.  It missed Jassa and Marenti, but struck the tree, catching it on iridescent fire.  Jassa was screaming.  A large branch snapped off the tree in the wind.  It fell on Jassa dropping her to the ground.  Her screaming stopped.

“Jassa!” Rike shouted.

The horse tried to flee from the blaze that swiftly descended the burning tree, nearly throwing Marenti in the process.  The fire was too fast.  It engulfed the tree in iridescent fire, and engulfed the horse as well as Marenti, burning them to ash in a moment.

Rike ran forward.  “No!”

He wanted to use mistcraft, but that would call down the lightning on him.  He needed to just rely on his own strength.  There was nothing he could do for the horse or Marenti, they were already gone, and their ash was turning to mud in the rain.  He ran for Jassa, who wasn’t moving.  He hoped she was just unconscious.  He tried to lift the branch, but it was too heavy.  By the strange light of the misty fire, he could see that she was bleeding.

“Lady of the Mist, help me!” he called.  Then he took the risk.  He drew in a little mist, and used it on the branch to empty it of weight.  He heaved it off her, then pulled her into his arms.  Then he ran.  As soon as he moved away, a second bolt of Break lightning struck the branch he had just infused with all his mist.  He ran as fast as he could with Jassa in his arms.  They were the last ones into the cave.  It was deep enough that they were probably all safe from the storm.  The eight remaining horses were starting to calm down.

Rike put Jassa down and put an ear to her chest.  Her heart was beating, and she was still breathing.  But she had a cut on her head from where the branch hit her, and she had some blood pooling on her side.  He lifted her shirt, protruding from her side was a small stick lodged into her.

“Help,” Rike said.

-Excerpt from Mistcraft; Chapter 30, by Andrew Ronzino

That will be the last excerpt this year.  I love this scene, I’m as glad I was convinced to kill a character and not just horses in it.  (Wow, that sounds so bad.)

Current word count for Mistcraft: 100,146/50,000!

Until the final day,

Andrew Ronzino, Master of Mistcraft

NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

Ansan, the boy who was courting Jassa for nearly a year, has died.

The sad part about it is that the characters don’t even know who killed him.  It happened in a fight with the antagonist, Brayol.  Brayol, Jassa, one of the nacre masters, and Krola were fighting.  Rike was staying out of it but then threw some mistcraft into the mix to protect his family.  There was four-way effect was thrown off balance, and it struck the wall and went through it.  Ansan was behind the wall and was killed by one of the effects, but there was hardly anything left of his body, so Jassa doesn’t know which of the four deadly effects killed him.  It could have been her’s.

This was her first relationship, and it ended in ash right after her brother betrayed her and swore loyalty to the villain.

She is having a bad day.

I only have the resolution left to write.  I’m so close to the end, I can feel it.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 96,008/50,000!

Until tomorrow,

Andrew Ronzino, Angel

NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

So…I hit 90,000 words today.  I had two fine days of writing.  Between yesterday and today, I wrote about 14,500 words, give or take a few.  I will likely break my NaNoWriMo word count record, which was 92,320 words (that was my 2015 novel, The Priest of Tears).  I may or may not break 100K, we’ll see.

I started the climax of the story, well, technically I started it yesterday.  The villain of the story, who was long thought dead, is really alive and was put into an endless sleep.  Rike just woke up him.  Brayol, the Nacre that Broke the World, is active again.

I have awesome plans for the end, and it should be glorious.  I’m excited to write it.

I’m going to call it there though, I’m tired.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 90,036/50,000!

Until the end comes,

Andrew Ronzino, The Nacre that Broke the World

NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

Today is my day off.  I also had my normal Monday night plans cancel due to weather.  I started to write, and I hit the best groove ever.

Today I wrote a little over 8,500 words.  That is a lot for me.  That is, by far, the most words I’ve ever written in one day for NaNoWriMo.

I also hit–and passed–80,000 words!

I’m all written out.  I have a pizza in the oven, so I’m going to devour that and watching Netflix.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 84,000/50,000!

Until I write more words,

Andrew Ronzino, Pagemaster

NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

I  made it through 75,000 words before I killed someone.

I’m nowhere near George R. R. Martin or Jerry B. Jenkins levels of killing characters, but I’m also not afraid to kill someone off when they need to die for the sake of the story.  But it’s rare that I’ll go almost the whole novel without a single character being killed.   But up until now, that’s just what I did.

I was at a write-in today and I was talking with someone about the storm that just happened.  I was explaining how dangerous it was and how I killed two horses in the process of it.  She looked at me and asked me why I only killed two horses.  She said, “If this storm truly is as cool and dangerous as you described, you should kill a character.”

I realized she was right.  More weight needed to be put on this storm.

I agreed.  Someone needed to die.

Then I struggled on who to kill.  It couldn’t be the main characters; it couldn’t be the love interests (they have more to do in the story); it couldn’t be the guards (Red Shirts are cliche for a reason); it couldn’t be the leader of the group, because I have plans for her; and it couldn’t be the doctor because he needed to help Jassa when she got injured in the storm.  That left two, a powerful woman with very little character, and a woman who specializes in information and is needed to advance the plot when they get to the city they’re traveling to.

After a good fifteen minutes of debating with the woman at the write-in, and myself, I realized the truth: The information specialist needed to die. Because not only would there be more weight on the storm, but it will also cause some trouble when they get to the city and have to try to figure everything out on their own.

She was killed by iridescent fire.

It was unplanned.

I feel a little bad.

But I’m also not sorry.  I see now she needed to die.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 75,497/50,000!

Until we meet again,

Andrew Ronzino, Murderer

NaNoWriMo Day 24: Long Day

NaNoWriMo Journal 2018

I wrote words today.  I hit 70,000 words!

It’s been a long day.

I’m tired.

Tomorrow I will write more.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 72,17550,000!

Until tomorrow,

Andrew Ronzino, Tired

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