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So I Guess 17th Century France is Also Out of the Question?
2009.05.23
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I found a nearby net cafe... closer than Nagoya at least and less sketchy than any net cafe I'd ever been to before. The computers don't like gchat, but they're pretty fast and should function well as a temporary Internet replacement, I think ( Read more... ) -
i'm saying goodbye, but not forever
I'll be away from the internet after tomorrow.
It should only be for one month this time, but I'm totally aware it could become more--especially since I'll be changing schools in April.
I could use the break to write like a madman--only stopping to eat and maybe sleep--but if I say I'm gonna do that, I probably won't. Besides, I miss language ( Read more... ) -
excuses, excuses (and pictures!)
I had a goodbye party on Friday, a retirement party on Saturday and a penis festival to go to on Sunday afternoon. Suffice to say, I didn't get much worldbuilding done this weekend. But I did take some lovely pictures...
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twists and turns
My little accident tells me it might shrink back down to a single novel...
IF I postpone writing to work on the world.
Now, I'm not fool enough to believe creating a world will be easy, but since I've started thinking about the world, random elements of the story have started falling together in unexpected ways ( Read more... ) -
fucknuts.
So, I sit down to write the accidental story--you know, the one that started out as a tiny bit of porn--and I'm having a bit of trouble starting.
It's not that I'm not excited... I'm ridiculously excited ( Read more... ) -
survey - writing routines and processes
These are my answers to a survey posted by aeriedraconia in writers_loft.
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an accidental story
It's Saturday afternoon.
I wake up, sit down and start to write a story some porn.
I'm just about to arrive at the good part when...
...two characters come and HIJACK MY STORYI think, well, I'll just stuff them into this scene. But no. The characters kick and scream until, bruised and bleeding, I finally agree to give them a chance to speak ( Read more... )