Still sick

Posted on January 2, 2012 by Alexy Saltekoff Leave a comment

I came home with a bit of a cold and it took its sweet time working on my immune system. I don’t feel like doing much, but I’m still exercising. I’d rather get in shape than lay here and rest trying to get over my cold.

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Happy New Year

Posted on January 1, 2012 by Alexy Saltekoff Leave a comment

To catch up: NaNoWriMo was a disaster for me thanks to a two-week stomach flu. I’m back in the U.S.A. and made it home in time for Christmas. My deployment went well. I’ll probably talk more about it later because I want to focus on 2012.

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NaNoWriMo: Day 6

Posted on November 6, 2011 by Alexy Saltekoff 1 Comment

I took yesterday off to rest. I can’t believe I’m still sick after a week.

Oh, and I somehow deleted what I had written today so I’m about a week behind now. Checking  on Twitter, there are some people finishing up already. Must be nice to write 10,000 words a day. I wonder what the quality is like because I’m still finding it hard to shut off my inner editor.

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NaNoWriMo: Day 4

Posted on November 4, 2011 by Alexy Saltekoff Leave a comment

“Do you have an ID,” she asked.

He dug his press badge out of his pocket and held it so she could see it through the screen door. This ID sure was getting a lot of use today, he thought.

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NaNoWriMo: Day 3

Posted on November 3, 2011 by Alexy Saltekoff 1 Comment

I’ve wasted enough time, he thought as he walked over and opened the door to the warehouse. The inside was cavernous and dark save for a set of portable lights in the back corner illuminating equipment, papers and two cops sifting through it all.

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NaNoWriMo: Day 2

Posted on November 2, 2011 by Alexy Saltekoff 3 Comments

John pulled forward and parked next to the cruiser giving it a wide berth just in case his luck turns out like it normally does. He got out and looked around quickly to make sure no one was watching. He scolded himself for it, be he was always nervous around crime scenes. No matter how many he’d been to, he always felt guilty without knowing why. It’s not like he did anything wrong and the reporter would make a terrible suspect, he thought. Or would that make him the perfect suspect because no one would ever expect Joe Journalist of foul play. He could at least stop acting shifty, he thought as he snuck over to the window, avoiding the loose rocks and broken glass in the parking lot.

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NaNoWriMo: Day 1

Posted on November 1, 2011 by Alexy Saltekoff 1 Comment

John parked his car at an opening in the chain link fence. He looked down at his phone trying to find warehouse 17. He remembered Pier 3, but all the warehouses along the waterfront look the same, weathered, run down and in need of demolition. It looked like it was just up on the left. The one with the police cruiser parked in front. His phone vibrated and a message popped up; “Interview w/ Dr. Salas.” It was a 15 minute warning, but he had a feeling the good doctor was not going to make the appointment.

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