EelKat Wendy C Allen - Dark Fantasy Author











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NaNoWriMo 2010 Day 3 –
The Traveling Shovel of Death
Arrives at The Twighlight Manor

As has been requested (endlessly) EK's Star Log is returning to the internet. You can still read the original archive here... https://eelkat.wordpress.com 

The reason you couldn't find it is because I set it to private un-index mode, meaning it no longer shows up in Google search results and can only be accessed by a direct link.

Meaning, if you didn't have the url for it, no amount of searching for it would tell you how to find it. Anyone who had the url could still access it though.

I had set it to private September 23, 2013, intending to move each page here to EelKat.com... however, November 14, 2013, after only moving about 30 pages, I was beaten up and left paralyzed for 5 months, then spent 18 months relearning to walk. I am still crippled and have limited mobility.

Below is one of the blog posts that originally appeared on EK's Star Log. The original articles are still online but no longer indexed in Google. Links to the original article, are included with this post, as is the original posting date. Clicking the links will take you to the original site, where you can see the old Space Dock 13 website still online. Space Dock 13 as it looked when hosted on WordPress from 2003 to 2013.




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NaNoWriMo 2010 Day 3 –
Traveling Shovel of Death Arrives at The Twighlight Manor

NaNoWriMo 2010 Day 3 – The Traveling Shovel of Death Arrives at The Twighlight Manor

Posted on Wednesday, November 3, 2010 | Comments Off







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the Traveling Shovel of Death has arrived in my novel – IT – IS – EVIL – it splattered the head of a week old baby …it did not tell me it was going to do it either, it just showed up and did it without any warning – and than I went all a twitter and excitedly tweeted about the arrival of TSoD and what it had done (in 7 years this is the first time it has ever appeared in my novel – I’ve asked it to come every year and it never did before)

Within minutes after my TSoD tweets several followers unfollowed me! Did I ever mention how utterly disturbed people get after reading one of my Twighlight Manor stories?

LOL!

The Traveling Shovel of Death just cost me several Twitter followers!

ROTFLMAO! LOL!

If you can’t stomach my writing Bu-Bye!

you know…I have a feeling TSoD isn’t done killing yet either – the shovel may show up again before the month is through – and often – I’ve got a serial killer on the lose and he seems to like the serial killing shovel he has found –

and Roderic (my MC) seems to be walking around the Manor holding the bloody shovel – not quite sure why yet – I think TSoD may be possessed – maybe anyone who touches it is compelled to kill and no memory of doing so? Boy would that fit in with my haunted house theme I got going here

EDITED TO ADD:

some of my followers are requesting the excerpt of this scene so I’ll post it here: (keep in mind you are reading an unedited NaNoWriMo written first draft - it needs editing badly)


Doctor Vangonees was coming donw the hall, going from room to room checking that no one needed him tonight, before he left the Manor to return to his family. The had checked on every body in the East Wing and Main Building and had only Roderic in the West Wing to check on now. He took him nearly an hour to walk from one end of the Manor to the other, so this was no easy task, and on made longer by the need to stop at every bed room in each of the 4 floors. Though there were only a few residents living at the Manor, the sheer size of the buildig and the distance between each bed room, resulted in this event taken up nearly four hours of his night each and every night. He did not really need to check on every body every single night it was just in his nature to do so. Roderic was the only person here who was ever actually in need of his services, though it was Roderic whom he always checked on last. Dealing with Roderic was a bit of a pain at times. He pondered the fact that Roderic was alive.