Our Final Fruits for NaNoWriMo 2018

By: Loni Cameron

Every November thousands of writers around the world take on the challenge to write an entire novel in one month. This challenge asks that the author writes 50,000 words in 30 days.

It’s fun!

It’s grueling!

It’s intense!

And, you learn about yourself as a writer.

The journey with NaNoWriMo 2018 was awesome for so many of us at the WCYR. We pushed ourselves. Some of us reached our goals, some of us got close. But we all made the effort. And all our efforts bore fruit.

Now that NaNoWriMo 2018 is over, we’ve decided that this month we’ll showcase some of the hard work of our community, from those who participated in either the main NaNo initiative or our Mini-NaNo.

Sadly, it’s time for the last NaNoWriMo post from November 2018.

This sample comes from Douglas Owen, from his novel, Joshua 47:

I see a touch plate and hit it. The doors hush open into the room. Seven sets of eyes turn to me. Instruments on poles bleep and make noises and display graphs. I don’t care what they are doing. All crowded around that tube we brought back are medical personal. All I want is one of them. The needs of all are take care of as they become apparent. That is the way our society works.

“Get a mask on.” It’s a woman in a blue clad uniform. The gown, if I can call it that, is loose fitting and covers her from head to toe. Everyone is wearing something similar.

I don’t care who speaks as long as Sandra gets some attention. She needs to be okay. “One of you better come with me now.” The command in my voice surprises me. We usually cooperate with one another. Not one individual is better or worse than the other. The needs of all.

Adam glances up. “Get a mask on!”

“You told me Sandra would be taken care of and she is slipping in and out of consciousness. She need attention now.” Let them try to move me without someone coming with me to look at her. I glare at the woman who spoke. She’s the only one looking at me.

“Brenday, go ahed and take a look at the woman,” Adam says not lifting his eyes again. “She probably has a mild concussion. Not much you can do here until we have the pod open.”

Thanks to Doug for sharing his fiction with us. We look forward to reading more of his work – not only the extension of this piece, but much, much more.

This is a huge shout out to all who participated, tried, grew, and shared.

I’m sure we’re all looking forward to NaNoWriMo 2019. I’m hoping the posts presented will encourage more members to jump in next year, and even share with us the fruits of their labours.