The Turtle Moves

Word Count : 593

Scenes: 2

A pictorial representation of my muse, of late.

Go 'way. Turn off the light. Get me tea or leave, and both ways, stop asking me to talk to you!

THIS IS MY EXCUSE AND I"M STICKING TO IT. My muse has a fever, okay? I must make her tea and get her new blankets. *heroic look*

Okay, you got me. My muse is in fact a guy, and he's been throwing delightful stories at my head. He just doesn't like Merchants' Daughter either, so we've been doing everything BUT what we're supposed to. Me and my Muse, we're such Bad People.

What else has been happening? Oh, my "inexperience" card has officially been revoked. True story. I had to realize two things. The first is that I'm 21 now. The second is that 15 year olds can be published. (Okay, she has an agent, not a published novel, but still. LIGHT YEARS AHEAD OF MOST, anyone?) So yeah, I haven't been doing this for very long, but if I'm serious about it, which I am, I have to acknowledge that I am lazy, and that is why I keep not writing. :D Not because I magically will have work ethic and words if I just wait a little more....

Valeo, Internets!

"This is so turning into another Children's Crusade."

Oh, I forgot to post here yesterday! But I was really excited, because I finally managed a scene of Merchant's Daughter! Yes, "a" scene, but when you're as uninspired as I have been lately, that's a lot. And I'm sure Kemendraugh didn't have to hold all my RP characters in limbo or anything... *cough* *coughcough*

Yeah. So. Words. I had my words back yesterday. *hugs them* I LOVE YOU WORDS. NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN!

Ouch...

Word count in the last 11 days: 1,354
Scenes: 3

Yeah, I'm really inspired, can you tell? ;)

I'm Not Dead Yet!

So this is my WIP. Say hi to the nice internets, Merchant's Daughter!

And there's the outline for what I have to write. Um, I'm a bit dubious about how many words that will turn out to be, cause when I finished Nano, the mental outline looked strikingly similar. 200k later, I finally threw my the last of it together. So yeah. *nervous* But this is much simpler, and I have less characters to deal with!

Yeah, I'm still alive. That's the main point of this post. :P

My New Project

After Action, Expendables

So I couldn't resist doing a Wordle of my finished draft. IS THAT A CRIME?

Oh?

Well, who cares what you think anyhow?

*cough*

Anyhow. I'm including this "reaction chat" from Bahnree, cause it makes me smile inside, and also I think it sums up my novel pretty well. "What, he died? When did this happen? WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME LAUGH AT DYING CHILDREN?!?" Ahem. And I'm feeling nostalgic for my charas, who I tortured for so long. Yeah. *is lame*

9:20:13 PM Bahnree: i replied and am now reading
9:24:18 PM Bahnree: reading
9:24:20 PM Bahnree: reading
9:24:28 PM Bahnree: giggles madly
9:24:42 PM Bahnree: whahhattt?
9:25:30 PM Bahnree: AHHHHHHHHHH SHRAPNEL
9:26:34 PM Bahnree: right
9:28:31 PM Bahnree: what the heckkkkkkk
...
9:30:34 PM Bahnree: wow you make me cry
9:30:44 PM Bahnree: you also make me laugh
9:30:49 PM Bahnree: when you use Obama as profanity
9:32:01 PM Bahnree: this is really disturbing
...

9:40:52 PM Bahnree: rofl
9:40:58 PM Bahnree: i can't believe i'm laughing
9:41:03 PM Bahnree: it's like laugh, cry, laugh, cry
9:41:12 PM Bahnree: which is appropriate, seeing as it's you
9:44:47 PM Bahnree: bites back a laugh
9:44:50 PM Bahnree: I AM NOT LAUGHING
9:44:51 PM Bahnree: ahem
9:47:21 PM Bahnree: Wait, Tenish died?????
9:47:45 PM Bahnree: i think i missed that
...
9:51:15 PM Bahnree: LOL
9:51:15 PM Bahnree: ahem
9:51:25 PM Bahnree: i refuse to laugh, i forgot
...
10:01:22 PM Bahnree: lolz
10:01:25 PM Bahnree: AGH ANOTHER LAUGH
10:01:29 PM Bahnree: this is so unfunny
10:01:33 PM Bahnree: i've never read anything so unfunny
10:03:34 PM Bahnree: I love the part when jennet runs in and yells at petria and appel, and runs out, and they're actually being wholesome for once
10:03:41 PM Bahnree: but i refuse to laugh virtuous

...
10:06:32 PM Bahnree: you are an evil person

AND NOW IT"S TIME FOR A NEW PROJECT.