CM Simpson: Writer & Gamer

 The story-writing was delayed on the 19th day of #NaNoWriMo202, and the words were finished too late for a blog entry on the day. Things got interesting as Ravelin found, and lost, Oliver and Lewis's trail. Starting Words: 37,784 Finishing Words: 39,447 Words Written: 2,074 Extract: --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oliver led them into the hills, his soul singing at the scent of trees and grass and the ruffle of a fresh breeze through his fur. He wished he could stop to investigate the world, but he didn’t dare. Behind them an angry company with too much knowledge of shifters had landed. He didn’t know if they’d traced them to Mikka’s farm, or found their way through the meremois pack, but he didn’t want to stop to find out. Whatever Big Man was, he wasn’t human…and Oliver was pretty sure he wasn’t were…or lupar. No, Big Man was something else. Oliver didn’t know what, and rig

 Today's words are done early, but I still have a lot of other wording to go. Starting Words: 41,642 Ending Words: 44,052 Words Written: 2,410 Extract: In which Oliver and Lewis arrive at an unknown destination and discover they weren't entirely unexpected: ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Heads up,” he murmured, touching Lewis’s arm. “Here they come.” Lewis took one look at the direction they were coming from and his eyes widened. “They were watching us?” “If we were lucky, that’s all they were doing.” “You think they have a mic that can pick up at that distance.” “I’m hoping they’d need a drone, and that as I’m not seeing one, they might.” “But they know what we are, right?” Oliver sighed. “Most likely. IR gives an outline and wolves run hot…but let’s see what they have to say, before we go giving them data they might not have.” Lewis nodded, matching Oliver step fo

 I might have missed posting the extract, but I didn't miss the words...although not by much. Starting Words: 35,226 Finishing Words: 37,373 Total Written: 2,147 Extract: In which the margin for escape narrows: --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Five minutes, right?” Lewis asked, eyeing the machine. “You go. I’ll bring them,” Oliver ordered, and Lewis didn’t argue. The driver had started the engine and was giving the were the choice of going with him, or getting out, when Oliver arrived. He was relieved to see Lewis hadn’t threatened the boy. “Five minutes did not mean seven,” the youngster grouched as he spun his tires and sent the cab spearing down the road. “Now, we have to hurry.” Oliver wasn’t sure he’d call the ride that followed ‘hurrying’. It was more like dancing with suicide. The cab slid sideways onto the main road, screeching its tires as it fought for traction. I