My work.
I’m reading, watching TV and movies, and helping the roomie pack. May go insane if I don’t write soon, but suddenly there’s no time for that. Seems if I don’t spend a week snarling at everyone who interrupts, the word gets out that I’m not writing, and everyone descends to make sure I don’t start […]
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Hey, remember way back when I used to talk about writing all the time? Well, more than I talked about snot, anyway. (yes, I’m still congested. Did you want to hear about it? Or, instead, I could share a bit about the re-writing I’ve been doing.) The first draft of Taro started with meeting Rafe,
I’m done. And not in a good way. It’s 2330. I’ve been up since the roofers got on the roof at about 0600. I’ve screwed around with Twitter, looked at lolcats, done some laundry, and oh, hey, I actually wrote 600 some words. Not sure how many–if any–I’ll keep, but I did write them. Cleared
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So after the worldbuilding insanity died down a bit, I realized I hadn’t done my writing exercise today. I’m trying to learn a bit when I have time to try new things, so it mattered. A lot. I went to Holly Lisle’s site to see what she had to say about description, something I know
So somebody had this brilliant idea on one of my forums. A shared world, created by any Sporker (it's the Spork Room forum doing the deed) who wanted to drop in and do some creating.
Here’s what I came up with.ย No, it will probably never get any longer.ย Unless a plotbunny attacks.ย Plotbunnies change everything. “You are not Robin Hood,” Elys growled. Her eyes sparked when she was angry, Steven noticed. “Never said I was.” And he walked around her. No point in explaining, after all. She’d never concede.
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