I made progress! Eleven pages edited tonight, before my brain wandered off into No-Minds-Land. Of course, seven of those pages I just crossed off. Seven whole pages, barely two facts worth putting in somewhere else. And those seven pages survived three re-writes. Ah well. Live and learn. I write much better now. The edit means […]
I just dropped in on the fanfic site where I started. I haven’t been there in a while. When their rating system turned discriminatory (all m/m fics must be rated X, even with no sex or even a kiss. No, I’m not kidding.) I took down everything but the incomplete stories, and I explained why
Dust motes dance in stripes; yellow light and grey shadow fall in strips across loose golden hay. Charcoal wool with red plaid, the blanket lies spread in a valley between little hills of hay, hidden from everything but the sun and shadow. Under a flipped-up corner of the blanket, an overturned soda bottle glugs once.
and I…have nothing to offer. What? You don’t know the infamous Day? Go here. Okay. I got something. Forget the fact that it’s supposed to be professional quality. I’m not posting Taro, and that’s the only thing I have close to being ready. This isn’t bad, though. It’s a turning point in Eve’s life. Be
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Check this out. King of the Sea I was wasting time *cough* wandering a bit, looking for something other than the common Tentacled Sea Monster ™ to stick into Flame’s story when I stumbled across this lovely fellow. Now if I could just decide what happens after he drops in… This is not going well.
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My language rocks. Observe. Pay attention. One false move now…Flame breathed relief as she landed a toe on the balcony. A light flashed, but she’d been told to expect that. Flame eased down to stand, and waited. “Who comes?” “Vrafha Jamrhee kivoriynle juné.” I bring warning. “A Vral?” A figure appeared behind flowing curtains, a
I hate when it’s like this. When I’m pushing and pushing and not getting much of anywhere. Tonight I wrote…over 700 words, I think. Not so bad for a work night, but I struggled so hard for those words… I’m starting to get worried. I followed a lot of Holly Lisle’s suggestions. Maybe too many?