Day 1

Day 1 total: 2043
NaNoCheaMo total: 2043
Novel total: 41,557 (manuscript wordcount)

Ending it on:
"Smells normal, anyway," Kyle said from behind them.

(no subject)

Regardless of what some other people elsewhere, in the shadier and more run-down spots of the internet where the electricity flickers and the food comes packed in styrofoam, where dogs walk the streets with fearful eyes and the lone cat yowling in the dark is declaring only its manifesto of nihilism, where the sheets are over-bleached and the paintings hang in particle-board frames screwed to the wall at each corner, where late-night comedy shows and bowling competitions blur into indistinction, where the smell of undone laundry permeates the cold air and that of overdone meatloaf lays heavily upon the warm, and where bookshelves hold knick-knacks and dusty middle-school second-place trophies and the only book is a faux-leather-bound copy of Tom Sawyer whose pages have seen more dust than eyes have seen their words, may have said, the semi-colon stands proud among the punctuation of the world and earns its place in the toolkit of many an author. Use it wisely; use it well.

Day 2

Calling it a night on account of being very cold and tired and having giant mountains of laundry on my bed that need folding before I can crawl under the covers. This was a tough night and the first 1600 words were like pulling teeth, and just when I crossed that minimal line and was ready to pack it in I had a thought about one line, went back to fix it, and it unexpectedly came with about a hundred of his buddies. Now I face laundry doom.

Day 2 total: 2999
NaNoCheaMo total: 5048
Novel total: 44,904 (manuscript wordcount)

Ending it on the end of a chapter, with:
"Or so I hope," Ray mumbled, and if Kyle heard he didn't comment.