Proving I'm still alive... but very busy.

Don't worry, I'll take some time off NaNo to finish the EHL chapter. I might even have another done by the new year, because I think I only actually have to stage two scenes for it. And then I will finally have Aranel and Rean in college, which you know I've been looking forward to. That or I'll actually take another stab at myshuno.

On another note, is the post entry thing looking a little wonky for anyone else? I'm prepared to believe it's the failtasticness of my school internet, but if it's all over LJ... yeah.

But now, for some seriously unedited impressions.

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The continuous tick of bicycle wheels and the swoosh of tires on wet pavement as the gusts of march wind whipped past her ears were the only things that Aliea could hear as she pedaled full-tilt down the hill, trying to reach the point where the parked cars and mailboxes blurred away and her stomach dropped as the street leveled out. She had to go as fast as she possibly could in order to feel like she was flying.

Last house – there – she hit the bump in the road and felt as if she’d left her intestines behind. A split second and she felt the slap of her tire on the sidewalk shudder through the bones of her wrists again. The weight of the books in her backpack yanked back against her collarbones, and her breath returned in a gasp. Her front wheel wobbled and she yanked the bike back on course, trying to control the path and slewing back and forth across the road, missing a bump against a parked car by inches.