NaNo – Weekly Post 2 with Teaser

Well… this week has been a writing bust as I have had visitors and have been to concerts. First I went to a show in Coventry which was brilliant as my friend and I got to meet the band (Suzerain). I highly recommend you check them out as they are not only amazing, they are a nice bunch of guys too.

Then a friend from Germany came to stay for a couple of days as she and another friend (and me of course) went to see Christian Kane, Brian Nutter and Jenn Bostic. It was a fantastic show and I am chuffed that I got a ton of pictures from both shows.

Onto the writing… I managed to get a little done, but not enough to keep on top of the word count. I am having to play an extreme case of catch up. I WILL do it this year, as I am determined not to give up on NaNo this year as I know I won’t be able to take part next year.

I am far too easily distracted, but I will try to control my inner procrastinator and push on.  And now for a teaser…

“Well, I’ll be sure to mention your impeccable manners if I ever meet her. Sorry to chat and dash, I need to go and catch the last bus otherwise I’m walking home.” I reluctantly began to walk away from him only for him to catch up and fall into step beside me.
“Where are you headed?”
“I need to get over to Westbourne Park.” I didn’t have that far to go, but it was after one in the morning, and I really didn’t want to have to walk, not that I hadn’t done that before, drunk and in search of an off licence at stupid o’clock with friends when I was in my early twenties because we didn’t want the party to end. While it was fun, I didn’t fancy doing it sober, cold and on my own.
“I’m going in the same direction, I can give you a lift if you like?” He indicated a fancy looking white car parked where he’d been waiting for me.
“Uhm… I was always taught never to get in a car with a stranger.”
“Ouch.” He placed his hand on his chest as if he’d been shot. “That hurt. We’re not strangers, not really.”
“Oh but Luke, we are, and I’m not the kind of girl who gets in a car with any man who apologises for having a prick of a friend. Thank you for the offer though.” Before he could try to talk me round, I turned away and half walked half ran to the bus stop where I managed to jump on the bus seconds before it pulled away.
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