NaNoisms!

I knew she would run to me soon, but I heard no patter of feet up the escaliers.

Rather than speak English, I spoke French. I'm not even sure if it is correctly spelled French. I was getting bored while writing, and this might happen later on too. Just dropping some not-English into my novel

LMAO you guys are hilarious. Do you have the link to the thread in the Nano forums, anyone? Would love to read more.

http://www.nanowrimo.org/modules/newbb/ ... SC&start=0

for your enjoyment of laughing at our errors and stupidities!

Cheers Claudette

"Wear are my clothes?"

- hmm, not so bad, I guess.

Caligula's Launderette wrote:

"Wear are my clothes?"

- hmm, not so bad, I guess.

Only bad, I think, if you're Snoink or Smaur with odd 'shipping' ideas... ^_~

Okay. So I wrote the best NaNoism I've ever written the other night.

Kiens shrugged and walked over to the still-cowering Khazrian company they had come to rescue. “Excuse me, I would like to speak with the lemur.”

I kept it in there, too. It gave me more words as I tried to connect it back to the story. It also inspired the following conversation:

Kiens nodded. “Thank you.” He returned to Strikard, who was still dancing.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Shimmying with the air. You should try it sometime.”
Kiens raised his eyebrow. “If that’s anything like what I just said... I went over to that company and asked if I could speak with their lemur. I mean, honestly. Who makes that mistake?”
“Their lemur? Is that anything like, ‘Take me to your lemur’?”
Kiens snickered. “Probably related, somehow. Anyway, they agree to take over the Daranians.”

By the way, the "shimmying with the air" thing came from someone else's nanoism that just HAD to go into my novel.

crysi, thats funny! Its gives me an idea: We should get a group together to write a join novel, all of it being made of nanoisms. Every single sentence. Almost like a circle story only with a sentence per person That would be weird.

Here is my best nanoism BY FAR, but it only makes sense with the whole paragraph, otherwise you are lost on what I am talking about:

There was nothing strange about this room, only one thing I had noticed: a lit fireplace to our right. There were large fire places in almost all of the rooms, not that I had paid enough attention to count, but I had made an effort to never light one. I kept them all off and never touched them, Sasha asked me sever times if we could lit them, she liked to sit before fires, but I was weary of the bright sparks and heat that came from a fire. She must have lit it, but why? But why? (echo, o, o, o)