5 000 Words In Pages Novels & Stories

I didn't know how true that was, and for very different reasons than I had imagined. That was the start of my Christmas vacation, but far from the end. Up to this point, I've written in excess of the required 3000 words (3212). I've also front loaded my vocabulary words. Dr. Hamilton, if you could find it in your heart to commiserate with my plight, please read no further, and grade me on what I've written so far. * * *

Alyssa, with a piercing gaze, said, "I hold high hopes for my authors, not like you. Especially this newbie, ah, I forget the name, but a little push from me, and who knows? They might be the next big thing." Pausing for effect, Alyssa added with feigned concern, "By the way, Lulu, I heard many authors under your guidance fell sick. Too diligent in their writing, perhaps? Ah, the pressures on authors these days. Writing 10,000 words a day isn't enough; some even write 20,000 to 30,000. They must think they're typewriters."

Effortlessly. And somewhere in between all the words and photos—those 5,000 kilometers… began to feel just a little bit smaller. ***

Mas maganda parin talaga ang may sinusundan. Hindi naman ako nag-tagal ka-kaisip noon dahil meron na ring scenario sa isip ko. Sanay na din naman ako sa mga tagal ng gawa ko. Every chapters of my story contain 3,000-5,000 words kaya medyo madami ang pag-iisipan.

I said. “Mildly,” he said. “About what,” I said. “The speech,” he said. “I have to say something. At the ceremony. I’ve been writing it.” “You’ve been writing a speech,” I said. “Notes,” he said. “Not a speech. Notes.” “How many pages,” I said. A pause. “Three,” he said. “Three pages of notes,” I said. “It’s important,” he said. “Caden,” I said. “You could say twelve words and they’d be the right twelve words and everyone in the room would feel it.”

"Like having teeth?" She grinned. "Sort of, yeah. Except with feelings instead of molars." He nodded gravely. "Sounds painful." "It was," she said quietly, touching the end of the page. "But it was worth it." Luke leant against the doorframe, watching them. His tie was undone, shirt sleeves rolled up, face tired but approving. "Is that the final draft?" Amiriam turned the screen around to present it to him. "It is. All seventy-two thousand words. Edited, formatted, and sent to my publisher an hour ago."