Several nights ago, when the moon was high and I was sleepy, I laid in bed, and like Martin Luther King, I had a dream, but unlike Martin Luther King, I will not revolutionize the world, and in fact I’m pretty sure I’ll regret this opening sentence entirely. I don’t ( more… )
Why? Because I change them so often. Characters in my story are in a constant set of flux; I’ll tweak background stories, special abilities (if any), the way they’ll respond to a situation… a whole plethora of stat tweaks goes on while I’m writing a novel, and even after I’ve ( more… )
So today I hacked on the rough draft. It was hard at first, but after awhile things started flowing a little more freely. I always start off terrible; write, write, rewrite, then I’m not quite sure what I want to write in the end. What I wrote about mostly was ( more… )
So, last year, like all wannabe wordsmiths, I had a go at NaNoWriMo, and failed miserably. An entire month which you are supposed to dedicate to crackin’ out a 50k word novel, at a rate of 1.5k words a day, and I was hosed by the third day. In the ( more… )