A writing meme, like in the old days.
I got his one from tumblr! One is supposed to do it only if "tagged" but I am a rebel. I just did it. But I hereby tag anyone here who writes?
It's called the Writing Patterns “Tag” Game, and the rules are: "post the last sentence from your 10 most recently posted fics (less if you don't have 10 is also fine)".
I include my lines below.
Have I learned anything here? Hmm. I guess I really like ending close-third-person fics with dialogue, or failing that, internal monologue. Not a surprise, since I find those easy to write, but “zooming out” at the end is also a very valid technique.
Also I write about Glorfindel "Laurefindil" a lot.
The Glorfindel/Ecthelion ficlet I posted in June:
“I want to surprise you, as you have surprised me. For that, I will need time. And inspiration. And, clearly, witnesses.”
to sleep perchance to dream:
“Do you need me to take the rear-guard again?”
Fall of Gondolin, Balrog POV:
And so did all his hopes.
The Merchant of Valinor (Chapter Three):
No, I shall join Lord Findaráto, who has riches but no business sense, and who has leave to enter Doriath, a kingdom closed to low-born Telerin merchants.
The (He)art Recalls:
Doing both chapters because I think these lines are a call-and-response pair, in a way!
Chapter One: “I am sure you will like each other,” said Laurefindil.
Chapter Two: So, in all, it really did seem that Laurefindil had been right, about most things.
A New New Home:
“One moment.” Egalmoth uncorked the bottle. “Before we begin, let us drink a toast to our new new home.”
The Origin of Love:
How can those two be compelled to love each other, if not for the enchantment of the forest, starlight, and nightingales?
A Rude Reunion:
It had been the right thing to do, he was sure. The virtuous thing to do. So why did he feel like a cad and a coward?
Endurance (Reprise):
“Good thing you remember that endurance Song so well.”
Endurance:
And Laurefindil felt himself smile, and keep smiling, as he raced back towards his duty. He had a report to deliver, jokes to make. Not to mention, perhaps, a few words to share about camp morale, and the importance of art. Or artists.
It's called the Writing Patterns “Tag” Game, and the rules are: "post the last sentence from your 10 most recently posted fics (less if you don't have 10 is also fine)".
I include my lines below.
Have I learned anything here? Hmm. I guess I really like ending close-third-person fics with dialogue, or failing that, internal monologue. Not a surprise, since I find those easy to write, but “zooming out” at the end is also a very valid technique.
Also I write about Glorfindel "Laurefindil" a lot.
The Glorfindel/Ecthelion ficlet I posted in June:
“I want to surprise you, as you have surprised me. For that, I will need time. And inspiration. And, clearly, witnesses.”
to sleep perchance to dream:
“Do you need me to take the rear-guard again?”
Fall of Gondolin, Balrog POV:
And so did all his hopes.
The Merchant of Valinor (Chapter Three):
No, I shall join Lord Findaráto, who has riches but no business sense, and who has leave to enter Doriath, a kingdom closed to low-born Telerin merchants.
The (He)art Recalls:
Doing both chapters because I think these lines are a call-and-response pair, in a way!
Chapter One: “I am sure you will like each other,” said Laurefindil.
Chapter Two: So, in all, it really did seem that Laurefindil had been right, about most things.
A New New Home:
“One moment.” Egalmoth uncorked the bottle. “Before we begin, let us drink a toast to our new new home.”
The Origin of Love:
How can those two be compelled to love each other, if not for the enchantment of the forest, starlight, and nightingales?
A Rude Reunion:
It had been the right thing to do, he was sure. The virtuous thing to do. So why did he feel like a cad and a coward?
Endurance (Reprise):
“Good thing you remember that endurance Song so well.”
Endurance:
And Laurefindil felt himself smile, and keep smiling, as he raced back towards his duty. He had a report to deliver, jokes to make. Not to mention, perhaps, a few words to share about camp morale, and the importance of art. Or artists.