I'm going to stick with excerpts from my NaNo story Night Shift for this month because I plan to develop it into a publishable novel. If I'd written those 51k words just for a writing exercise I wouldn't spend more time on it. Thanks to everybody who's left such encouraging comments all year; it does my heart good :D
In the near future I'll gather these excerpts together so you can more easily follow the story, but for now, Night Shift is a current-day supernatural good-vs-evil story centering on Devorah Moore, who's been recruited by Kazimir Barsukov to help restore the balance between the powers of Light and Dark. Kaz is a Crosser--a human who became a demon and now works from the inside, with the help of angels, to weaken the Dark.
Skipping ahead from the last excerpt, Kaz has asked Devorah to join the Crossers, giving some info about what she'd be expected to do as a demon. He's emphasized that being a Crosser means walking a thin line every day. Here, she gives her answer. Her father was the local police chief who was shot and killed.
"You're asking me to do something pretty impossible, but you know what finally decided me? My brother said he's taking the police entrance exam. One of these days he could be shot dead too--our mother would lose her only son, I'd lose my only brother, and his wife would be a widow."
Kazimir dropped his gaze, adjusted his hoodie, and said, "I can understand that you don't want to leave your family."
"I don't want to leave them, but this is bigger than me. Joe's willing to take the risk that he might have to sacrifice his life for the greater good. He said I've always inspired him, and now he's inspired me. I'll do it." My mouth felt dry and I closed my fingers around dying October grass.
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My laptop's motherboard has gone fooom! so I'm thinking about where to go from here. I'm unemployed and job searching, but it's tough world for that. But--because writers are among the very best people in the world, two of them have offered me older machines that they aren't using, are a little lacking but still work. This would get me through till I can afford something up to date.
I'm finally lost for words. I'm overcome by the generosity of people who only know me through the 'net. So I will say the only thing I can, and hope that my deeply felt gratitude comes through: Thank You.

