Myah's NaNo Guides 1Why "NaNoWriMo": The Logic Behind the Insanity"I want to write a novel".Those six golden words, possibly first uttered so long ago we can't remember. Or perhaps the desire is a more recent revelation. Whatever the case, we all share the desire to create a written world of our own. It doesn't matter if the desire has a basis in our love of the art, or if we simply want to see if we can.For National Novel Writing Month, all of us start off with that desire to create. And that's all that really matters.But in this busy world, our dreams often take a backseat to reality. Our "Great Idea" can end up taking years before we have even the first draft completed. And as time passes, the probability skyrockets that we will lose track of our plots. Our characters. Our inspiration.From the depths of that conflict, NaNoWriMo was born.Doing things in a deliberate rush is not a new strategy. It's given rise to sayings like "I work best under pressure", or "master procrastinators
Rest"Knock knock." Zuko glanced up, smiling as Mai walked into the infirmary. Her eyes glanced over at Sokka's snoring form before bouncing back to him. "Shouldn't you be asleep, like your buddy there?""That's the problem with being ordered to stay in bed all day. When night comes you can't sleep."She crossed the room and sat on the side of his bed, one hand reaching up to brush away a lock of hair that had fallen into his face as he moved. "Your uncle's still refusing to let you get up?""And now he has Katara backing him up." Mai's eyes softened at his frustrated sigh."You'll be thanking them for it later, Zuko. After all you've been through, a few days of bed rest won't hurt."His good hand reached out and clasped hers where it lay on his sheets. "And what about you? You've been through just as much as me, if not more. And yet from what I've heard, you're always hard at work.""Someone has to make sure this thing stays hidden from Ozai while not crashing it into a mountain or the sea
ZW 2- ChangeChange, especially when it was most needed, was seldom easy. Zuko would know that better than most.The change in his family resulting from the death of his grandfather and his mother's disappearance.The change in his Uncle after the loss of Lu Ten.The change in circumstances caused by his innocent desire to save lives.Changing himself into the man he was today.None of those were easy.Zuko looked across the room at the woman who had agreed to become his wife almost three years before. Amber eyes warmed as she laughed at her brother trying to argue his way out of the mess he'd gotten into with his own wife. Those eyes drifted over her blue-clad form, her still-trim waist.Ah, but some change, he decided as a surge of protectiveness raced through him; some change was good.
ZW 1- Family"Umm
Zuko?" Zuko glanced away from his shadowed spot on the balcony to take in Sokka's deliberate, innocent tone. "Shouldn't you be... I don't know
down there with everyone else?"'Down there', of course, being with the group talking and enjoying themselves below him. Zuko knew Sokka was right. It was his engagement celebration. If things were normal, he would have been in the middle of the crowd of well-wishers, instead of hiding in the shadows above them.But everything wasn't normal. And Sokka very well knew it, Zuko thought as he shot a glare at the grinning water tribe boy.It wasn't the almost tangible disapproval of so many of the guests. It wasn't even his nerves at being such a spectacle in something that inclination would have made him keep private."Come on, Zuko! You're going to be family- as much as picturing that freaks me out." He dropped an arm over Zuko's shoulder and dragged him out of hiding and towards the stairs. "Family doesn't let family
ChokeIt starts off so simply. A small issue that escalates and snowballs and swells to epic proportions. The anger, the frustration, the simple hurt you hold back until it comes up in your throat and you choke on it to stop it from erupting and causing even more pain. The accusations, the hurtful statements, the plain cruelty causing that ball to grow larger and larger and harder and harder to hold back and the pain makes its way through your nose and eyes and your ears start to ring and you can't hold it back anymore so you go to your safe place because you won't let them ask why you're crying.
IWTG 3: SokkaInterviews with the Gaang 3: SokkaI stand in a corner of the room, watching Sokka finish give Suki a tour of the Western Air Temple. Suki spots me first, and attracts his attention to where I stand waiting. He turns to look at me; a short conversation follows. She eventually waves him off and walks away; he looks after her a while, then approaches me.Sokka: So you're ready to interview me, huh?Myah: That's right.(Someone's stomach rumbled- it wasn't mine.)Sokka: Can we talk while we head back to camp? I'm starving.Myah: No problem.(We start strolling back, taking a longer route than the one I'd used.)Myah: It's obvious that you're ecstatic about having both your dad and Suki here.Sokka: Yeah- it's great having everyone together like this.Myah: I have to ask you this, though Sokka- especially after the events crossing the Serp
IWTG 2: TophInterviews with the Gaang 2: TophAfter talking to Zuko, I thought it would be wise to talk to the rest of the gang before they moved out of the temple, as Katara had been suggesting. Thus, early the next morning, I found myself observing the end of Toph's earthbending session with Aang. After he left, I sat down opposite Toph in the middle of the large room, surrounded by the relics of an age past.Myah: So, Toph, I have an obvious first question.Toph: Wait- I have two rules for this interview. No mushy stuff, and none of what we talk about gets back to the others.Myah: Well, I'll try. Okay, so how's Aang's training going?Toph: Good, actually. He's really starting to act- and think like an earthbender.Myah: Are you teaching him metalbending as well?Toph: I'd like to- after all, I won't always be there to bust down doors for him. But he's not ready for that yet. Soon, but not yet.Myah: What I'd also like to know
PnF: So CloseSeconds.It had all come down to a matter of seconds.In the excitement and activity since their victory, it had been easier for Toph to push away that knowledge. But almost two months had gone by; and while there was still so much to do, at least the furious pace they had been moving at to cement their victory and lead their world into a new era had slowed enough for her to find a quiet moment to herself. For once, no admiring or disbelieving fans were trying to get her attention, no puffed-up diplomats were there to inveigle favor. No petitioners begging for the help of her wealthy family in restoring their estate, or young earthbenders begging for her to teach them, or older ones challenging her to fights. The former were a nuisance, and she was always happy to disabuse the latter of their self-confident boasts.But in this quiet moment on the banks of one of the rivers that flowed through Ba Sing Se, things better left alone came to mind, and refused to let her push them away.W
Midnight thoughtsShe was awake long before her mother's hand rested gently on her shoulder.Did Ursa really think she didn't know exactly what was going on? After all, in their world, knowledge was only another form of power. So Azula made sure that she knew. She always knew.Azula waited till her mother was well and gone before opening her eyes. Focusing on the delicate curtains around her bed, she cataloged what she'd learned that day.Little Zuzu had messed up. Again. Why didn't he just stop trying: everyone knew that she was the superior one. Every time he tried, he failed. And now, they all had to pay the price for his constant inability to measure up to the standards of a true prince.Stupid weakling.Because of him, their mother was going to sacrifice herself.A whisper of a thought drifted through her mind: "Would she have done the same if it were you, Azula?" She pushed the thought firmly away.But her sleep that night was restless.As the years passed, every time she watc