Lugh

I've been doing a lot of edting lately and one of the things that I have noticed is that every time I am eyeballs deep in editing a story I have all these new story ideas creeping up on me in the dark. Sometimes they attack. They can attach themselves iike leeches to my soul until i pay them attention or they can dig under my skin like ticks and suck away at my motivation until they are bloated and I am numb... Either way they have to be dealt with. Typically I write these 'problem child' ideas down and put them into an 'ideas' folder where sometimes they moulder into obliviation and sometimes they attack again... and again... and again... it's the nasty buggers I have to watch out for. So what does this have to do with today? I have this one idea that is pushing its way to the forefront a little too often, however I don't really like it. It won't go away. It plagues my dreams at night and when I get stuck in a story (writing) it pops up like a zit on prom night. Its showed up in a couple disguises too, various characters, various situations, but once I start to put it into the idea file I recognize it for the idea it is. It's like my muse is stuck on repeat. I was editing today and there it was again -- annoying little shit. So, has this ever happened to you? and if it has... how did you exorcise the demon?

not to be a total PITA (yeah right) but you can do this on the blog... you know.. if you want... for future reference. and thank you.

Lately, my characters have been biting and bonding, Ok, well not so lately, too. I've noticed this has been an on going theme in many of my stories for as long as I've been writing. Not every story of course, but for a vast majority of them. Have you ever noticed that you have some strange (or not so strange) common theme in your writing? If so what is it?

I just meant from the Anthology. Don't worry... I'm not cruel. I just had a real hard time writing this one. I have a feeling the next one is going to be no easier. Go write in the forum.. I need encouragement and ideas... yeah that's it.. ideas.

heh... is that who that is? Are we sure? We did clear up the Puck is dead rumor, right? As for the "Next One"... soon... soon... I have a couple things I really need to finish. How does Christmas sound?

I don't think anyone wants Bobby "fixed" -- well maybe -- but not "fixed". El rocks. She tried to snatch the story from Matov in the middle. I had to smack her and Bri.

Yes Fate, Luck, and Chance --- Val really does, poor baby. Four years is a long time to keep quiet over a family secret though, yes? I would love to drop Mia out of a trash chute... but I think we need her still. I don't like her much either.

I love Matov too. This installment was supposed to be from either Rix or Amberly's POV but Matov just took over and refused to let go. However the one thing I was really worried about was the "sex". Anyone care to discuss if it worked or not in the forums? What could be done to make it better... what could have been left out?

heh I'm not telling anyone anything. well I had to really mess it up before I could clean it up, right? I'm working on it soon. I'm trying to figure out some things, and finish up another project... then it will be out to you. Pity the beta/editor.

sighs. Confusion is NOT what I wanted to hear. Maybe I should just pull it...

As fall begins I would like to see just how much I really am writing. Comsie keeps saying I need to write more. So from now until Dec 21 I want to see how much I really am writing and editing. I'll figure out a fair method of counting later but today I -- Edited or rewrote site help/ Basic Care Guide of Authors -- all parts Community Blogs -- all parts 11 pages of a story.

No. I think the next part cannot stand alone. It will be showing up not in the anthology. Something else will have to go in Aftermath. Sorry. It will be showing up not long after the anthology though I hope. There might be another short installment between now and then but I'm not promising. I'm really glad you are enjoying it. This one was VERY hard to make stand alone. I'm still not quite sure it does. Hugs. Thanks for reading.

Tob... there are five parts... you missed "It Was A Monday"

heh. I didn't mean to be evil. Really I didn't. Ok, well maybe I did. Maybe. Did it stand alone ok? That worried me the most.

Well Frosty, I like it. Sorry it took so long to get to reviewing it. You have some nice imagry here and a logical progression from beginning to end. Kudos.

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This Blows! They landed. Valdorn and the Hanovers’ immediately debarked. The Cousins stayed back with the ship and the prisoners. They were met and escorted into a small building. “I hope you will find our travel papers in order,” Valdorn said as he passed over everyone’s travelling documents. Maggie understood her role in this little drama and moved to stand closer to him. “We are looking for my betrothed’s brothers, Puck and Amberly Hanover as well as Brianna Legacy. We understand Prince

Hell Hath No Fury… Brianna couldn’t find Amberly. He was not in the room when she finally went to bed the night before and he wasn’t with her now. She dressed and went to check on Bobby hoping to find him there, but he wasn’t. “Has Amberly been in this morning?” she asked. “Haven’t seen him. He don’t come very often or stay very long,” Bobby wouldn’t meet her eyes. “I’m broken.” “You are not broken. He’s worried about Puck. He knows you have me. When you weren’t there for me he was,”

Courting Disaster “This is the strangest message I think I’ve ever gotten, Tal,” Kismet said as he wrote it down on a sheet of paper to study it. It was basically a string of numbers like a text converter gone bad. “Who is it from?” “Well at first I thought it might be Valdorn, but we talked this afternoon. His ship is docking at their exchange tonight. A ship in Uncle’s fleet is meeting them there.” “They made good time then.” “Well, there were a few complications, and he did hav

Duties Unbound Matov was exhausted. Teaching the boys the priest had rounded up to replace Torzet, Windal, and Alvaz was a lot like herding kittens – blind kittens – who mewed for their mothers constantly. It was hopeless. Well maybe not hopeless, but he was tired of hearing them complain about everything like it was his fault they were there. It was not his fault. These things happened. Heirs bound and others, well others… He understood why Alvaz ran away to the priesthood. Now that he wa

Raised to believe the being Eldest Unbound is a position of honor, Matov accepts the mantle of Duty fully on his shoulders. However, when fate meets faith, Matov must choose to follow the teachings of the temple or the fire in his heart.

One thing that helps me to get to know my characters are character interviews. I find them more interesting than random exercises but they do require other people to play along. I guess the same things can be learned, but I dunno, it's just more interactive, and I like interactive sometimes.

hah she will be late cause girls are always late it's fashionable you know. the green works, it's pretty. get t-shirts made for you and mike that says "he's the mommy" with arrows and wear them when your daughter wears her mommy t-shirts. embrace childhood, laughter, and hairbows (in your hair). I'm glad your marriage survived the putting together of the crib. Now if it survives the mother invasion for the next three months you will be fine. Be firm. Be strong. Change the locks.

Ok you're making me care about this kid, and that is good. You really don't need to translate those words, the translations deter from the reading flow. They are easy to figure out their meaning from the context. Now I'm a bit curious as to where this might be going. Let's see if you can take me there. Happy writing... Lugh

I guess "bleh" would be considered an inappropriate response... it was ok. Not really enough to get worked up over, no investment in the characters so I didn't really care. Why was the candle thing big as a car? that made no sense. Although if they all are going to be full of nasty surprises this might be a fun little story. But I really need some sort of emotional investment in the people who die. Keep writing.