TL;DR Still here, in a rainforest, upcoming plot teasers
Hey, so it's been a while, but I'm still alive. I've been a bad commenter lately, and I'm trying to make amends. I like all of you and your stories very much, so no more of the bad commenter stuff, just keep it coming.
I've also been a bad writer. I'm blaming that on the weather. See, I'm trying to write about a tiny quirky town in the middle of the desert, and I'm living in the heart of a large city on a large body of water that feeds to the ocean, in what is considered to be one of the only rainforests north of the tropic of cancer. Desert small town vs. Rainforest metropolis.
So you see how I'm having trouble getting into it.
But it will stop raining for summer soon, and I'm writing today, even though it's raining. And I've got some pretty great plot lines I want to explore. First I've got to finish up Ophelia and Olive's ongoing plot, and Pascal will finally have his baby, but then I've got a pretty spectacular introduction for Chloe and Lola, a lot more screen time for Vidcund in a direction you won't see coming, the Beakers go even more mad scientist, and a plot for Buck Grunt that I feel very new and original and smug about, and I think you all will like, if I ever get to it.
Basically a lot of these plots are going to be skeletons coming our of people's closets on ambiguous things past in Strangetown. Is Olive a serial killer? Why pollination technicians? What the hell is up with the Curious twins chronology? And what ever happened to that missing woman? But not the one you think -- I've said too much. Just know that Strangetown can't contain these secrets forever, and I'll either write a bunch so I can update quickly for at least a while, or I'll start making my chapters shorter, so it appears like I'm writing more.
I've also been a bad writer. I'm blaming that on the weather. See, I'm trying to write about a tiny quirky town in the middle of the desert, and I'm living in the heart of a large city on a large body of water that feeds to the ocean, in what is considered to be one of the only rainforests north of the tropic of cancer. Desert small town vs. Rainforest metropolis.
So you see how I'm having trouble getting into it.
But it will stop raining for summer soon, and I'm writing today, even though it's raining. And I've got some pretty great plot lines I want to explore. First I've got to finish up Ophelia and Olive's ongoing plot, and Pascal will finally have his baby, but then I've got a pretty spectacular introduction for Chloe and Lola, a lot more screen time for Vidcund in a direction you won't see coming, the Beakers go even more mad scientist, and a plot for Buck Grunt that I feel very new and original and smug about, and I think you all will like, if I ever get to it.
Basically a lot of these plots are going to be skeletons coming our of people's closets on ambiguous things past in Strangetown. Is Olive a serial killer? Why pollination technicians? What the hell is up with the Curious twins chronology? And what ever happened to that missing woman? But not the one you think -- I've said too much. Just know that Strangetown can't contain these secrets forever, and I'll either write a bunch so I can update quickly for at least a while, or I'll start making my chapters shorter, so it appears like I'm writing more.