I took some time off to protect my sanity during NaNoWriMo, for all that it lasted four days. Yeah, I know. I calculate that's an average of 12,500 words per day. I've already set the goal for next year. It's Friday and also the beginning of December and I figured, what better time to resume… Continue reading What I’m Doing
If we were having coffee it'd be a cyber-meetup. I'm at home, but it's been a bit of a long week. You might remember I said the other day I was doing NaNoWriMo - well, it's Day 4 and I've just crossed my 50,000 word goal. Yes. It took four days. Anyway. I've got a… Continue reading Over Coffee (55)
Okay. So this post was actually going to be a mystery to me and I was trawling for inspiration on the list of following and what have you. It wasn't clicking, whatever "it" may be. Then I espied the Daily Prompt, which is mystery. Huh. How do they know what I'm doing? Right now I'm in… Continue reading 2 November: Update
there's a new mirror on the wall. when i look, it has a ghoulish reflection in the glass, past me. the image appears stuck. i bought it from an antique shop. the owner was glad to see it go. she took my money and said nothing about surprises. i was not prepared for mischief… Continue reading ghoulish + prepare + surprise
the lightbulb blows out as wind creaks through the window. the night turns purple. storm clouds gather and the house settles, floorboards creak and groan, still weightless. a fluff novel on the bedside table; night forms a spooky tableau.
the guardian waits outside the door, pacing to and fro. it's deep winter and there is ice on every foot of the fence. the gates are frozen stiff, locked with clumped ice over the keyhole. the chain behind the gate is solid, immobile with the dense layer of ice. the guardian has been out in… Continue reading challenging
If we were having coffee, I'd be pondering various things. It's almost November, so I'm in the middle of November prep. I know, it used to be called NaNoPrep, but I've scheduled in a lot of work for the month, so it needed to be reclaimed. Writing work, I mean. So far I've managed to… Continue reading Over Coffee (54)