"'Now!' He roared and pushed himself rapidly up from the mud.
"Fifty other men rose up from their places all around him, appearing as swamp monsters in the gloomy twilight. With their heads held high, and their once shining armor dented and streaked with mud and grass stains, they ran, their feet slipping every other step, up the slope and into the battle."
–The Wolves of Langoor, chapter 23
(picture taken of Storymill–my faithful computer writing program)
The 23rd chapter of The Wolves of Langoor is finished, the word count meter is nearing 50,000 (I still need to update the one on the sidebar of the blog), and I think that the book is about halfway completed! Over this Christmas and through January, a good friend and I are having a little writing competition. . . . Whoever has the most words written by January 31st is the winner. This has given me the extra boost I needed to get over a hard spot in the book, and I am now reenergized and have the familiar feeling of blood rushing to my fingers and my brain beginning to spin at the thought of picking up my pen each time. I feel sorry for my characters right now, as they are having a pretty difficult time of it. . . . But I'm loving the heart pounding moments of thrill, and I hope that you all will too once it's published and out for you to read! :)
Assr vísa ykkarr brand.
~ElizabethMarieKauffman~
