Shlee Vincent

When I started in the beginning of November, I never thought I’d make it. But here I am December 1st, 50,000 words later with all of these goodies to dump around on the Internet at my disposal!

Ollie stepped into another dive-type institution-this time, it was a diner with a dinky blue, red and purple sign that read “Mercutio’s”.

“Breakfast,” he said, pulling out his wallet, making himself at home on one of the black bar stools at the sparkly black bar.

“Hey, Ollie,” the waitress behind the bar said, giving him a wink and filling a mug with thick black coffee. She sent the mug down to the other end of the bar. It’s recipient braced himself for some hot hands and dirty clothes, but the sloshy mug stopped just short of what would once have been considered the splash zone. “I’ve been practicing!” she shouted to the other patrons before giving Ollie her full attention.

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So, I’m just going to say this now… Weekdays are going to be pretty dry this month. I’m spending most of my free time trying to crank out words for NaNoWriMo. This weekend, I’m going to try to post a preview of what I’ve been working on as well as some of the California photos!

My  head is often naked in a sea of headphoned heads.