Well, the story seems to come along nicely. I have trapped my inner editor so he can't bother me while I write, though I still try preventing mistakes as naturally should happen. I am currently at 11229 words. I want to figure out how to put a Work In Progress bar on my page. I'll have to read up on it, unless one of you good people reading my blog have any idea on how to do it.
My main character, Carl, has just stolen a wolf pup from a pack of wolfs for his trainer George and gets back with the pup just in time to start whacking crazy worms that could bite his head of in one chomp.
I am really liking how the story is coming along. Well, I better get my word count in.

Well, it's been a few days into NaNoWriMo. My story is coming along great. I'll finally give you a brief summary about what it is about. A man and his friend are rock climbing. His friend falls off the mountain and into a deep hole. He dies, but the main character goes into this hole and can't find his friend, but finds a weird sheild and spear ornament. He touches it and is teleported into a world created by the ancient antlanteans before Noahs flood destroyed them. The Antlanteans are the only magic people on earth and the last of them are in this world. So his adventures happen in this world.

Here is an exerpt from the story. I thought it to be a little funny and a good introduction to how the world of Greywoods will be:

Carl looked a George. “So this is what you call rabbit hunting huh. I think you have a messed up mind man. We are not hunting, we are the hunted, and usually the hunters aren't suppose to be fricken giant bunny rabbits!” Carl had begun to yell near the end.

George looked at him with a big toothy grin through his white beard. “Welcome to Greywoods Carl.”

Hope you all like it.