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I finished the Island Fluff Story #1. And I realized I left stuff, important stuff out of it. **headwalling repeatedly** Only like that majority of the plotline! **sigh**

I am re-working the Bastard Prince Outline. I find myself doing plot arcs for each chapter and other structural stuff that has eluded me in the past.

I finished, in a period of a few weeks 2 short stories.
I am muy happy with myself about this, even though there are problems.
ok now I am rambling. on to finish BP's outline.
necia_phoenix: (Default)
I finished the Island Fluff Story #1. And I realized I left stuff, important stuff out of it. **headwalling repeatedly** Only like that majority of the plotline! **sigh**

I am re-working the Bastard Prince Outline. I find myself doing plot arcs for each chapter and other structural stuff that has eluded me in the past.

I finished, in a period of a few weeks 2 short stories.
I am muy happy with myself about this, even though there are problems.
ok now I am rambling. on to finish BP's outline.
necia_phoenix: (waterfall)
I just got busy. I got a couple crits back on the vampire thing and I know what needs to be done to "fix" it. [livejournal.com profile] queenoftheskies I know life has blown up on you, don't stress about it, seriously. Ok? And here are some more hugs {{{{{huggleglomps}}}}

I have another story idea thing I'm dubbing Roommates. I've got some written on it but it needs to marinate a bit more.

the main projects;

BP is sitting at the same place it was before. I know why, I know what I need to do. Believe it or not the thing holding me back is the need for a god damn pencil sharpener. The electric one busted and the little manual ones have vanished. I swear I have like ten of them but we can't friken find them. I need to do maps, figure out the war side of things and the campaigns that the characters are involved in. BP is, after all, about a soldier and his buddies.

The Island Fluff Stuff

Story 1 is progressing. I like what is happening with that story, I love the fact I am very confident in this story. I know I can do it justice. I am leaving the other stories alone until I finish the first story. I would like a proper title for it, but so far I am drawing a blank.
I went through the story and decided to adjust wordcount. I am not including all the miscel scenes and whatnot I wrote, there's something like 13k or so. Although those words helped me pull together who and what the characters are they weren't in the actual story if you know what I mean. So the count looks lower, but it is much more accurate.

Story 1
6836 / 30000
(22.79%)


now to grab breakfast and decide if I am going to read or write some more.

What is on the agenda for you folks today?
necia_phoenix: (waterfall)
I just got busy. I got a couple crits back on the vampire thing and I know what needs to be done to "fix" it. [livejournal.com profile] queenoftheskies I know life has blown up on you, don't stress about it, seriously. Ok? And here are some more hugs {{{{{huggleglomps}}}}

I have another story idea thing I'm dubbing Roommates. I've got some written on it but it needs to marinate a bit more.

the main projects;

BP is sitting at the same place it was before. I know why, I know what I need to do. Believe it or not the thing holding me back is the need for a god damn pencil sharpener. The electric one busted and the little manual ones have vanished. I swear I have like ten of them but we can't friken find them. I need to do maps, figure out the war side of things and the campaigns that the characters are involved in. BP is, after all, about a soldier and his buddies.

The Island Fluff Stuff

Story 1 is progressing. I like what is happening with that story, I love the fact I am very confident in this story. I know I can do it justice. I am leaving the other stories alone until I finish the first story. I would like a proper title for it, but so far I am drawing a blank.
I went through the story and decided to adjust wordcount. I am not including all the miscel scenes and whatnot I wrote, there's something like 13k or so. Although those words helped me pull together who and what the characters are they weren't in the actual story if you know what I mean. So the count looks lower, but it is much more accurate.

Story 1
6836 / 30000
(22.79%)


now to grab breakfast and decide if I am going to read or write some more.

What is on the agenda for you folks today?
necia_phoenix: (inspiration)
My Madonna is winging its way to the wonderful betas who have agreed to sacrifice their eyes to the cause.

I really hope it doesn't do them permanent damage. >.<

Now to re-focus on other stuff.

Plotting out the first of the Island stories. I really need a non stupid sounding title for it. Island Passion is way overdone imo.

What are you folks doing today?
necia_phoenix: (inspiration)
My Madonna is winging its way to the wonderful betas who have agreed to sacrifice their eyes to the cause.

I really hope it doesn't do them permanent damage. >.<

Now to re-focus on other stuff.

Plotting out the first of the Island stories. I really need a non stupid sounding title for it. Island Passion is way overdone imo.

What are you folks doing today?
necia_phoenix: (writing)
I finished the weird story. I went on about 1k more though I think I will be able to trim those words in my edit.

As I wrapped that story up I realized where it fits in the grande scheme of all of my projects. Of course it is set in a world in which I have all ready written. I can't have a stand-alone to save my life.


Anyways, have a snip....

She sits at a table in the corner. Alone. She faces the window, hopes to glimpse the one she is waiting for. A pale madonna, taking long hard drags on her cigarette. The smoke curls from the lit end up towards the ceiling. Towards a Heaven that no longer exists. She exhales. Her lipstick catches my eye. Red. Bright red. Like life blood. I wonder if her lips taste as sweet as they appear.

She pushes her hair back behind her ear and I can see her neck now, pale skin, almost translucent. Her veins call to me. It would be nothing to call her over, to breathe in her scent. To take. Just a small sip.

Thunk! In front of me is the cup of canned blood I ordered. I look up at the Bartender. His name is lost in a fog of memories. He is the Bartender. He glares at me.

"No hunting in my bar, Jacob."


Good night lj.
necia_phoenix: (writing)
I finished the weird story. I went on about 1k more though I think I will be able to trim those words in my edit.

As I wrapped that story up I realized where it fits in the grande scheme of all of my projects. Of course it is set in a world in which I have all ready written. I can't have a stand-alone to save my life.


Anyways, have a snip....

She sits at a table in the corner. Alone. She faces the window, hopes to glimpse the one she is waiting for. A pale madonna, taking long hard drags on her cigarette. The smoke curls from the lit end up towards the ceiling. Towards a Heaven that no longer exists. She exhales. Her lipstick catches my eye. Red. Bright red. Like life blood. I wonder if her lips taste as sweet as they appear.

She pushes her hair back behind her ear and I can see her neck now, pale skin, almost translucent. Her veins call to me. It would be nothing to call her over, to breathe in her scent. To take. Just a small sip.

Thunk! In front of me is the cup of canned blood I ordered. I look up at the Bartender. His name is lost in a fog of memories. He is the Bartender. He glares at me.

"No hunting in my bar, Jacob."


Good night lj.

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