nanowrimo is here again.

It's November, I'm doing nanowrimo, you'll here no more from me.

Here's a little bit:

The sun is coming. I feel my skin crawl, it is actually crawling, it’s trying to leap from my flesh and hide. But it’s attached to me so it’s dragging me with it. My bones ache. I suddenly feel ancient, like I’ve been living for years and years. Every day it’s a surprise, this feeling that tells me the sun is on its way. I can’t believe that it hurts so much, every day is like a new realisation that my body can inflict the most horrific pain, only to get up the next day and forget all about it.
I can hear it. Just a slight rumble at first, like the hum of a computer on stand by, or the engine sound that filters up to the first class cabins on a ship. How do I know these things? Then it becomes louder, but it doesn’t let you know that it’s getting louder, you don’t notice it. Then you do, and it’s too late. You can’t cover your ears, although you do, because the sound is already inside your head. It no longer comes from outside but generates itself in your brain. You can’t block it out because you’re making the sound yourself. The hands over your ears only elongates the sound, like holding a shell up to hear the sea crashing into your mind. But squashing your head is all you can think to do, and then there is nothing you can think of at all, except the crashing, roaring sound of the sun coming for you. It is usually at this point that I run for the bedroom, having tried to be brave but having then lost all my senses. I ricochet off the hallway walls, my feet barely carrying me along in the right direction. Then I push the door shut and fall on the bed, crying like a child. Maybe if I understood why the sun hated me so much I could bare it better, but I have no idea what I’ve doe or why it’s looking for me. All I know is that it will hurt me and drag me into it if it ever sees me, and the pain of warning is nothing compared to the hell it’s flames would inflict on me.


that'll do. Goodbye until December!