Stuff I made up all by myself.
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 […]
Here’s what I came up with. No, it will probably never get any longer. Unless a plotbunny attacks. 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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Yeah, guess what I’ve been doing all day? All right, so here’s the almost-completely re-worked hook. Tell me what you think. New hook. And here, on Miss Snark’s blog, is the old hook , with comments. What do you think?
Still typing with my eyes closed and slower than snot (sorry for the visual) so I thought I would just post a snip. Or three. Cut from Eve’s book after Eve and Ben rescue Hanna: “You’re frightening her more, Captain. Let me—“ “No time to coddle her, Doc. Wouldn’t be a favor anyway. Look around.”
Five-minute sprint challenge. I don’t know who the characters are. I don’t care. ***** Her head hurt. So what else was new? It seemed like forever since it didn’t hurt. Yeah, so this was different. What had started as a throb behind her eye, had moved to a stab behind her ear. That was odd.
Quoting from this site: Main Entry: vi-a-ble Pronunciation: ‘vI-&-b&l Function: adjective 1 capable of living; especially capable of surviving outside the mother’s womb without artificial support <the normal human fetus is usually by the end of the seventh month> 2 capable of growing or developing < seeds> <viable eggs> 3 capable of working, functioning, or
Page one, of the book that was. My story now starts 80 ms pages later, and is no longer first person. Meet Dr. Ben Alexander–who back then was Dr. Mark Gawlownskey. (don’t ask) I’m no fool. I didn’t belong down here. But if necessity is the mother of invention, desperation fathers recklessness. Since I needed
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