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Their name was Robert Paulson.
TDC
23/90
Words yesterday & today: 1856
Words total: 56,115
Reason for stopping: many words, and need to let the scene catch up with itself
Sustenance: cardamom coffee and Too Much Curry. I am Too Much Curry Girl.
Exercise: Uhm... Digesting too much curry? Playing scales? Cleaning the catbox?
Tyop: shots crocked, the strangeess
Darling: She felt the body like a glove on otherwise hands. And like a glove, it moved when she flexed those hands.
Character quirks: Isyllt had a critical failure in sociopathy. She really likes this boy.
Mean things: Isyllt - post-smut guilt, he's just not that into her, getting shot at, necromancy sucks in a firefight, that blister still hurts. Asheris - getting shot.
Deaths: Redshirts! Arrowed! Sworded! Burninated!
Characters are worse then cats and toddlers combined. They want ponies, they want magic powers, they want pretty clothes, cute boys, dirigibles... Nag nag nag nag nag nag nag! And sadly, I indulge some characters shamelessly. So this book may be getting dirigibles in the revision pass. Which means, of course, dirigible piracy. Some days, this job doesn't suck at all.
Other writerly stuff: I told Sephie she cannot have a story called "Blood & Chocolate", but she can have "The One as Hateful as the Other", if she'll come up with a plot for it.
TDC
23/90
Words yesterday & today: 1856
Words total: 56,115
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10,306 / 67,500 (15.3%) |
Reason for stopping: many words, and need to let the scene catch up with itself
Sustenance: cardamom coffee and Too Much Curry. I am Too Much Curry Girl.
Exercise: Uhm... Digesting too much curry? Playing scales? Cleaning the catbox?
Tyop: shots crocked, the strangeess
Darling: She felt the body like a glove on otherwise hands. And like a glove, it moved when she flexed those hands.
Character quirks: Isyllt had a critical failure in sociopathy. She really likes this boy.
Mean things: Isyllt - post-smut guilt, he's just not that into her, getting shot at, necromancy sucks in a firefight, that blister still hurts. Asheris - getting shot.
Deaths: Redshirts! Arrowed! Sworded! Burninated!
Characters are worse then cats and toddlers combined. They want ponies, they want magic powers, they want pretty clothes, cute boys, dirigibles... Nag nag nag nag nag nag nag! And sadly, I indulge some characters shamelessly. So this book may be getting dirigibles in the revision pass. Which means, of course, dirigible piracy. Some days, this job doesn't suck at all.
Other writerly stuff: I told Sephie she cannot have a story called "Blood & Chocolate", but she can have "The One as Hateful as the Other", if she'll come up with a plot for it.
