Deck the Halls with... blah, blah, blah. Fa la la la la la la la la! I can't sing anyways so you're probably better off that I don't know the words. I'm sitting here doing more Christmas cards, I swear we have a list of about a hundred names. I don't even want to think about the postage costs for all this.
I cleaned up my NaNo novel last night. So it's decent grammatically but there are still some serious plot holes and I haven't ended it yet. Probably another 30-40 thousand words to finish. But at least during November, I got a pretty good start on it all. Maybe in Jan. or Feb. I'll do my own NaNoWriMo type goal for novels 1 and 3. Who knows by summer, I might have something worthwhile to show people (and a publishing company? *fingers crossed*).
Small excerpt from 2:
"Uh, Blether, Kierana," Jalask greeted, the surprise at seeing Kierana there with a horse clearly showing on his face. So much for the other warriors not knowing about her riding lessons until she was ready. "I needed to discuss something with you," he said to Blether.
"Okay, I need to tend to Lily first," Blether said. Kierana imagined that the horses were his first priority no matter who was there to speak to him. She could see him putting off even Lord Gitter to take care of one of his animals.
"Alright," Jalask answered as if he had expected the response. He glanced curiously at Kierana as Blether took Lily down to her stall.
She shrugged, there was no point trying to make something up. "He's teaching me to ride. Today was my second lesson."
Jalask nodded. "How did it go?"
Kierana couldn't help rubbing the bump forming on the back of her head. "I fell."
"It happens," was his reply.
A few minutes passed as Jalask waited for Blether and Kierana tried to decide if she was free to leave now. "Do you ride much?"
"A little."
"Do you have your own horse?" Kierana tried to picture the size of the horse needed to hold the barbarian's weight. She had never been through the entire stable, Lily's stall was close to the entrance. She had seen larger work horses and war steeds lead out of the castle walls.
"No," he answered. She noticed that he looked a bit uneasy. "There's a gelding that I get along with."
"Oh?" For some reason, she had imagined him on a wild stallion. Maybe it was just the big scary and fearless imagine he projected.
"Yeah," he cleared his throat. "His name is Tiny."
Kierana tried not to smirk at the image. Jalask on a horse named Tiny? It was tough not to laugh at the irony. "It's harder than it looks," she said, deciding to let the subject of Jalask's horse's name drop.
"Yes, it is," he agreed and looked thankful as Blether walked back towards them.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Miss Kierana." Blether smiled at her and she nodded back. "Now what can I do for you, Mr. Jalask?"
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