Day one of #NaNoWriMo2016 is done for me.
Total word count: 4094
Excerpt posted to NaNoWriMo
Ruby was looking at him, wide-eyed.
“Did you mean to blow up your house?”
“Yeah, I did. I just remembered something.”
“I still had a bottle of beer left.”
“Get us out of this and I’ll buy you all the homemade swill that you want! We’ve still got UAV’s!”
Jett was aware, he could finally hear their approach. Two appeared in the close distance. He wondered just who it was that was looking down on them from the on-board camera. Saying nothing, he lifted the rocket launcher to his shoulder again. He’d loaded it while Ruby was yelling at him about beer.
The moonlight was just enough to light the small objects flying overhead. Both were coming from the direction of the village. He judged he would only have time enough to take one out before the second was upon them.
“Ruby, get in the cabin with Donny.”
She eyeballed him a moment considering his demand, and then finally moved to join Donny, but standing just inside the door.
This time, Jett used the sight on the Mark 13 to line up his shot. He made a few adjustments in his positioning, corrected his aim, and squeezed the trigger. Without waiting to see if it would hit its target, Jett shifted focus to the second UAV. He already had the second round in his hand and was loading it into the launcher when the second UAV closed the gap. The night sky lit up momentarily with the bright explosion of the first UAV and Jett used that to his advantage. Hoping the operator was temporarily blinded, Jett lined the second shot up and squeezed the trigger as a line of ammunition tore into the boat beside him. Seconds later, the second UAV was blown from the sky.
Ruby stepped in front of him.
“You’re really something with that.”
“I had a lot of practice.”
He looked down to inspect the boat. There were some holes in her sides and one in the bottom. He got up and went to the cabin. When he returned he had a can of military grade seal and repair water-tight spray foam in his hands. He placed the small tube into the nozzle, and then pointed it at the hole in the bottom of the boat which was currently letting in a steady flow of water. He watched as the foam flowed, expanding to fill the hole, then hardened. The water stopped at once. When he moved to do the holes in the side, a sharp jolt of pain coursed down his arm causing him to drop the can. When he looked down, he saw that there was a hole in the fabric of his vest at the right shoulder.
“What now? Did you just remember you had one more joint left to go with that beer?”
“Nope. I just realized that I’ve been shot.”
I haven't forgotten this blog! I've been creating a lot lately. I'll be back soon to update and share!
Monday is here, and it was almost gone when I remembered that I had planned to update my blog today. But, I was working on art. A super secret project for one of my closest friends birthday. Her birthday is on Wednesday but I won't be giving her my creation until Saturday. So that's one new project you won't get to see today since I hope my friends at least, read this! Ha! However I will tell you it involves acrylics and my first ever REAL canvas. And let me tell you, it was a joy to work on a real canvas. Even if it was the fourth freaking time I did this specific project. *grumble, moan, grumble*
I'll share those details later.
But for now, on to the other work!
Two years ago for Christmas, my mom gave me hard pastels. I had never worked with them before. They are in stick form (in fact, I believe the label called them Color Sticks) and there…
I have a friend.
Really! I do!
This friend LOVES everything flower related. Floral scented shower gels and lotions from Bath and Body Works are a big one. Whenever we go together, I get the "food" scented things like vanilla, coconut, cherry, lemon-and she opts for the floral spectrum. I 99% of the time can't stand the floral scents. I find them overwhelming, over perfumed, and they usually make me sneeze or my nose stuff up. She feels pretty much the same about the yummy things I go for. (But we both agree on Lemon and White Tea!) So I of course, as the wonderful friend that I am, have to give her a ton of crap. Of course, she throws it right back at me.
But her appreciation for floral goes beyond scents and into decor. Again, I am not a fan. The 70's left-thankfully. I mean, floral print everything and disco? *shudder*
This year I was trying to think of birthday gifts that are a little more personal, and a little less 'gift card off the local grocery store disp…
Acrylic. There's something so satisfying about mixing up the piles of acrylic paint and making fun new colors out of them. Maybe it takes me back to the days of finger paints. I find myself almost mesmerized as I brush the paint onto the canvas and watch the colors blend in ways I hadn't anticipated. It almost never works as I see it in my mind, but, that's ok. Because what comes out is what's meant to be, I think.
It's fascinating to see the different effects I can obtain by using different brushes, or palette knives. Those are especially fun. It's a bit like I'm frosting a cake.
And the more I play with it, the more I learn. The more comfortable I become. And the more I feel my creativity growing and expanding.
I want to try my hand at oils. But, the cost, the chemicals, the cleanup...I'd rather do that when I have a more dedicated space to my art. In the meantime, I'll just keep plugging away at my acrylic and watercolors.
I have some wonderfully…