Friday, November 4

NaNoWriMo

Wow i'm getting writers block every two seconds -_- hopefully i can get better. So yea my novel is pretty shit so far and only just past the 1,000 word mark yet it's day 4 (3 for americans)

Moonlight danced on the ocean, illuminating the soft lapping peaks of waves, stars whirled in unison to the whistling tune of the breeze, and all was peaceful and calm.
Electricity shot through the air, tearing between ugly blots of grey blocking the heavens from view. The wind whipped up the water rocking in fear of the booms from above. Fire lit the sky and screams tore the silence of midnight. Fear was thick and froze the passage of time. Hearts chilled with ice.
After what seemed like years, the moon again started to dance with his companions; and the world was once again at peace.


Part one

Julie felt her body jolt back to life and started violently throwing up water. Salt burned her throat, deeply scratching the soft, delicate tissue. Sunlight, reflecting off the sand glared and she flinched away from the brilliance holding up her arm to block the rays. She stayed on her knees leaning forward till her head stop swimming and her eyes adjusted. Seeing a patch of shade several meters away she crawled, flinching again when fire shot across her skin and her muscles screamed in agony. The world grew fuzzy and she sank back into the sand. When she next opened her eyes it was dark and a cool breeze chilled the fire on her skin enough for her to raise herself to a sitting position. though her throat still burned and her head still foggy she was able to take in her surroundings. sand stretched out in both directions till cliff walls rose up and blocked them from continuing on to the rest of the world.  The beach was slightly curved to embrace the ocean and its dance with the moon. small waves broke and rolled gently in towards Julie to lap her toes. Behind her
what she could only describe as a jungle. Tall trees reached towards the moon and stars with vines draping between them, embracing all within grasp.The tree she sat beside bent low over a deep pool fed by channel to the sea. It stood solitary and alone, more brave than his peers for he was the farthest out and could dip his toes in the sea should he wish. Yet the rest would have to be satisfied with dirt for eternity. He was a proud tree, even if he did hang low. Though that could only because of the multitude of bright yellow fruit which
had laden down his branches. The source of his pride made him bow to that which supplied him the essential water to create something to be proud of. This humored Julie somewhat and she rose precariously to her feet to bow to the mighty, proud tree.She was stiff, her skin still burned and pulled tight over her aching muscles but in the cool night breeze she was able to move somewhat easier than earlier though she was in no mood for climbing trees or building a hut. She still had no idea where she was or for how long she had been lying in the sand but she was in no position to start questioning the strange workings of the universe. She just knew her stomach rumbled, unsatisfied and hungry. Reaching upwards, Julie plucked a ripe fruit from the tree, thanking him for his gift then raised it to her mouth and started to eat. It was slightly hard but the bright yellow flesh was juicy and helped to tame the burning in her throat as well as the rumbling of her stomach. After two more fruit Julie was feeling sick from the sweetness and sank  back into the sand. Resting her forehead on her knees and leaning against the tree she again began to feel dizzy and decided she would sleep now and find somewhere else to stay when she had light again. When Julie awoke to a bright orange glowing sun just peeking over the horizon. She could already feel its heat starting to press down on her. Today would be just as hot as the last and it was essential to find water and shelter. Her memory was slowly creeping back as she rose and stretched. Loud crashes and bright flashes of light, then fire, screams and darkness. She had been sent on a working holiday, to review the latest private romance cruises. about 50 people in their early twenties had been sent off on a boat in hopes of finding love. Julie had no time for romance herself. Work was far more important, which is probably why her boss sent her away for the several weeks. She thought she would have hated it, no boss to please and only one story to focus on. However, after the first week she was starting to relax and think less and less about how someone else would be weaseling past her to gain that promotion next
year she had be dieing for. Two nights ago a tropic storm had appeared out of nowhere throwing their vessel around in high swells. Thunder had crashed, lighting flashed and rain poured down. The dream holiday immediately turned into a violent nightmare. The last Julie could remember was hearing screams and sliding down the pitching deck towards the water.Standing the shade of her tree she took another look around the beach, this time searching for a suitable place to build a shelter. Large black clouds were starting to form over the water threatening to land on the island and put her back in grave danger. If Julie was to ever survive and get back to civilization she would have to think and plan ahead. She had no idea about what the seasons were
like on this island, nor what food was safe to eat which but her in a pretty poor situation to survive till rescue could arrive. The beach curved inwards and was perhaps a quarter of a kilometer long with sharp rocky outcrops poking out into the sea. So Junie was prevented from getting around the island on the beach. a small inlet lead from the ocean towards a small lagoon where she stood the other side was surrounded by a thick jungle. As the beach was so open to the elements she would have to go to the jungle in search of suitable shelter.Crouching down Julie tasted the water in the lagoon to see if it was suitable to drink, it was salty and stung her mouth. She still had no drinking water and was incredibly thirsty. Water then shelter she decided. So she set off, quickly walking across the scorching sand, past the lagoon and into the shade of the palm tree jungle. Trees reached up above her head creating a thick canopy which blocked out most of the sun. Everything was so green, coming from a city Julie was used to grey solid blocks of concrete towering in straight rows. Here everything felt so ancient and so untouched by humans, Julie felt humbled and slightly afraid. The though of humans reminded her of how alone she was out here and she wasn't sure if she wanted company from some unknown civilization of cannibals.

copy pasta from notepad does weird shit to the paragraphs and cbfed fixing it. i removed all the extra enters it added that's good enough

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