tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59474952011-04-21T18:16:44.035-07:00This was my Nano blog, until I bailed. So now it is a site for writing, instead of babbles of daily life which go in my regular blog. I'll link to what I think are stunning samples of writing every now and again. Comments are nice.Skyfirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832742735074816106noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947495.post-1098825282068615992004-10-26T14:08:00.000-07:002004-10-26T14:14:42.070-07:00

At long last. a post. Yes, it's time for nanowrimo again, and I just got bit by a plot bunny after wondering what i was going to write about at lunch with my friends, who are also considering doing nano. "I wish I knew where here was." mmm 1st person and 3rd person switching around. Play off alice in wonderland, i think. "If I touched him, surely he would crumble into dust." voices in her head.

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The smell of books is quite distinctive. The dry, leathery smell of paper, especially in the really old books. The sharper tang of ink. Glue. New book smell, sharp and plasticky, with new sour ink. Memory-scent of all the hands that have touched it. Touch is different. Each cover, paper and hardback, spiral-bound and bound magazines. Some rough and textured, the feel of cloth or canvas,

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Think of this as a goofy self-directed writing exercise-- description of the show, not tell variety. Going at it obliquely. Try to guess what I'm talking about. ^__^ Not one in a million, but likely one of a million; that's all right though. Speckled in paint and hair from a hundred lazy days spring and fall and winter, watching sunrises and sunsets. Blue as a cloudy midnight, though after

Skyfirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832742735074816106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947495.post-1075516056480145772004-01-30T18:27:00.000-08:002004-01-31T01:51:03.623-08:00

It is dark. No moonlight streams through the open window. The deep rumbling of the clouds passing by a pot, burbling and subdued-- It is dark. Sitting so still so so still listening to the pervasive steady hummwhine It is dark. But for the coolwarm artifical glow Throwing the tapping fingers Into sharp relief. It is dark. Yes, this sucks. My late nights in a nutshell.

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The days that blur the line between winter and spring are curious. The sun shines down bright and warm and brings colour to people's cheeks. Yet at the same time, I'll walk down the street and feel the wind biting, insinuating itself between the layers of clothing I wear as (hah!) protection. Going from sunlight to shade is like stepping briefly into the void and passing back into somethingness

Skyfirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832742735074816106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947495.post-1075501111974989632004-01-30T14:18:00.000-08:002004-01-30T14:20:45.746-08:00

This is a new day. Nano was a bust, perhaps next year. But it put some ideas in my head that have been percolating. So be prepared for drabbles and silly little writing exercises and bad poetry. ^_^

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Wah. Day One has come and gone. And what was I doing? Procrastinating from NaNo and homework by reading fanfiction. Mainly, Maya's fic Underwater Light and Alice in Muggleland's Draco's Delicate Condition. Yup, both HP fics, both fricking novel-length, both amazingly good and both not finished and ending on a cliffhanger! Grrr. So much NaNo to be done today.

Skyfirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832742735074816106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947495.post-1067492233866650572003-10-29T21:37:00.000-08:002003-10-29T21:37:10.966-08:00

So I'm trying not to pass out during the first three instrumental movements of Beethoven's 9th symphony, and it hits me to write about ITR games and Happyville. Yes, Happyville. I had written out a possible character sheet for an earlier story idea, and I can *so* adapt it for Happyville. Stuff I think I want to include: --the status of Happyville in alternate universe affecting our ITR games

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Right. So this is where I'm going to list all my ideas (in readable format, yay!) and rants and wailings as I make my way through National Novel Writing Month. Perhaps I'll post linked excerpts once I get started actually writing in November. So...ideas. --starts with or involves someone getting pulled down a toilet a la Space Jam and the golf hole. Twisted Alice-like situation? --A princess

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