Or rather, frantic thinking. My story is boring me. I got past the velociraptors, I’m not yet to the unicorn, and I’m bored. Corey, Corindor, my elven prince, my Awesome and Gorgeous Hero, is freaking boring. He’s too perfect. Somehow I never saw that before, in all the wondering over Teh Awesome that would be/could […]
This NaNo is being a pain and I am way behind. So have a bit, and I’ll come talk more after I win this blasted challenge. This is first draft, and also a scene that won’t be in the book. It’s basically me poking about, trying to figure things out so I can write the
Holly Lisle calls them “candybar scenes.” The juicy awesome scenes, the ones you can’t wait to write, that draw you on through the slog of the story. I don’t know about that, quite. I do enjoy writing and don’t generally need to be dragged on. Candybar scenes, for me, are the ones that keep me
Lessee. No car still. In a sort-of writing slump–I’m not in the middle of anything, really, but I’m still writing at least a hundred words a day. I’m attempting to do some planning on something/anything when there’s nothing else. I got some things fixed in Taro that I thought were already fixed. Ah well. Melissa
I’m working on getting the rest of my old manuscript into the computer. A lot of it, to be honest, stinks. That’s not really surprising, as I wrote it a long time ago. Before Hope was born. Before I even met Chris, I think. But, stinky or not, I’m putting it all in the computer.
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