Christine at The Writer's Hole is asking nano-ers and non-nano-ers to share the last thing they wrote.
here's mine, but if i share too much, it could give the story away. i'll give you just a little. this is from just a few minutes ago, writing with my son on Black Heart.
Just before Dar'vosh released, Kieran found the strength to ram his shoulder into Dar'vosh’s legs. Dar'vosh threw the knife but it missed Lydia by a few feet. Dar'vosh spun around and clawed at Kieran, knocking him to the ground again.
Dar'vosh drew another knife. Kieran tried, but couldn’t find the strength to rise again. He couldn’t protect his daughter now. Dar'vosh released the knife, but it was a clumsy effort as he seemed to clutch at his eye right as he threw it. He staggered back and pulled a knife from his gored eye.
The bridge started to shake. Dar'vosh drew back his arm again, this time holding the dagger that he’d just extracted. Before he could launch the weapon, an ear-splitting crack made Kieran grit his teeth.