I've been seeing this... well, everywhere, really. Most recently, in m_butterfly's LJ:

If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion ( Read more... )

I'm back. I got writing done, I got a cooking lesson, I walked a lot, and straightened out some plot problems on the pro novel... taken all in all, it was very productive.

The Eyrie has moved to http:rhi.moonlit-eyrie.com/ I'm going to put redirect pages on the old site and tell Jai that she can change the passwords. I have the Darius fic from ( Read more... )

I love my husband. (Yeah, I know, "Duh!") But, really -- how many people will help you decide over dinner which category of monster you haven't written yet but should? In the interests of not repeating myself, which can be dull, but still getting a Halloween fic written, we tried to go down the list:

( Ghosts, ghouls, and things that go bump in the night which were considered )

Google-bombing to change things. Although, really, it ought to point to Lincoln.

Great President

In other news, writing madly again, and man, a werewolf psychologist is *so* not fair in everything he can notice. This'll be fun.

Well, let's see. I'm always reading, and since I've gotten great recommendations from other people's LJs ::waves to unovis_lj::...

( Currently reading )

Working on the pro novel and I have more than 600 words from the villain's point of view. This man's mind is a labyrinth walled in glass shards and the lighting does *not* warn you when you're going to walk into said walls. Tracing my way through in blood. Repeat statement of ECH ( Read more... )

unmisha, you are a complete *darling* and I love you. Kindly let me know what I owe you for these, all right? You know, for the books, the postage, the encouragement when summer is just kicking my ass.... Well. Besides the immeasurable gratitude. (I'll send you biscotti this winter, when I can be sure it won't spoil before it gets there!) ::happy ( Read more... )

It's kind of scary; lately, I don't know that I want to write.

Considering that I've written over a thousand pages of fiction in the last four years, call it easily a quarter of a million words, that's... unnerving.

But then, so is the stuff I'm typing lately. When I find myself writing a poem about Lucifer weaving his word-nets for souls as ( Read more... )

So. Hell with it. Nobody died and made me goddess, right? (If you know a different answer to that? Please don't tell me!!)

Right. Simpler problems. Fiction. Friends. What to write?

And how to keep the mad scientist from taking over the muse collective.