So, not only had Navaan remembered that there was class today, she'd gone out of her way to schedule a trip for it. It was her way of letting the class know she was fond of them, but in a way that didn't involve, y'know, flang ( Read more... )

"So, we talked a lot about being a good writer, but you know what else can be really fun a lucrative?" Being a doctor, obviously! "Being a storyteller ( Read more... )

Navaan blinked owlishly at her students as they filed into the classroom again. She'd been out on the mainland until almost dawn and the few hours of sleep she'd caught before class started hadn't really been enough to make her feel awake ( Read more... )

"So, cliches," Navaan said once class began. "They're pretty much language that's been beaten dead as a door nail. You want to avoid 'em like the plague and thick outside of the box when it comes to writing out your own prose. Sure, they explain everything you want them to, but it's pretty much going for the low-hanging fruit. Like fish in the sea ( Read more... )

On the board there were some...words...written when the students came in.

"S'pose we must be resigned; but oh Lord! how ken I? If I know'd anything whar you's goin', or how they'd sarve you! Missis says she'll try and 'deem ye, in a year or two; but Lor! nobody never comes up that goes down thar! They kills 'em! I've hearn 'em tell how dey works ( Read more... )

Most teachers would apologize for missing class the week before. But Navaan wasn't like most other teachers. She didn't even realize she'd missed a class!

Okay, so she was like some other teachers. Why didn't Pam, Cheryl, and Navaan hold weekly bad idea get-togethers? Mystery for the ages, folks ( Read more... )

"By everything lucky, you guys, I just found something that makes writing stories so much easier!" There was an unholy glee in Navaan's eyes that wasn't even chemically induced! "There's this brilliant...thing! You just put words in and it populates whole stories for you ( Read more... )

"So, like, writing can be really boring ( Read more... )

Lucky for all of you, your teacher was back at her desk today, looking none the worse for wear after her period of debauchery. That's because she had practice, kids, don't try this at home.

( In case you'd been lulled into a false sense of security by the relative sanity of the last three classes... )

Once again, Anders' valiant ability to press play was being called upon if he was there. There was a note on the door when the students arrived for class.

Hi! This is past-Navaan talking. I'm pretty sure present-Navaan is gonna be really hung over today so here's a movie to watch. It's about why you need more than one character in your book, or ( Read more... )