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Today we went to the Hatshepsut exhibit at the Kimball, and I now have the cutest stuffed William the Hippo backpack EVER. Sadly, apparently everyone else in the Metroplex had the same idea today (that the exhibit is over at the end of the month), and my tolerence for crowds was lower than my desire to read every plaque.
Three hundred whole words on "Catch" today, and then I realized that Sol's girlfriend has absolutely no personality and is defined by her brokenness. That derailed my train of thought and killed all the passengers in flaming wreckage, so I need to fix that before I push on to the end. But all I need to figure out plotwise is where the daeva of discontentment has taken poor personalityless Luna, and then Sol can fly off to the rescue.
But while Luna isn't talking to me, someone else is. I've been kicking around the idea of a Weird and Extravagent Steam-Punk City for a while now, and now one of the characters is really yammering at me. I'm quite taken with Miss Revana Elisa xao Para (yes, she's named after![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
raecarson's Elisa), and she's actually telling me plot-like things. Now I'm wondering if I can combine this with my earlier Bishopian ideas about Mary Sues and vampires and blood magic and witch queens and Danzig the Dhampir. It would be a remarkably blood-drenched book. With dirigibles and bone automata and lakes of the dead.
Three hundred whole words on "Catch" today, and then I realized that Sol's girlfriend has absolutely no personality and is defined by her brokenness. That derailed my train of thought and killed all the passengers in flaming wreckage, so I need to fix that before I push on to the end. But all I need to figure out plotwise is where the daeva of discontentment has taken poor personalityless Luna, and then Sol can fly off to the rescue.
But while Luna isn't talking to me, someone else is. I've been kicking around the idea of a Weird and Extravagent Steam-Punk City for a while now, and now one of the characters is really yammering at me. I'm quite taken with Miss Revana Elisa xao Para (yes, she's named after
raecarson's Elisa), and she's actually telling me plot-like things. Now I'm wondering if I can combine this with my earlier Bishopian ideas about Mary Sues and vampires and blood magic and witch queens and Danzig the Dhampir. It would be a remarkably blood-drenched book. With dirigibles and bone automata and lakes of the dead.
