Ahem. Not dead. In fact, not dead at all, and I have something to share... · 2:14pm Dec 12th, 2020
So, it's late at night, I've been up, unable to sleep, as I watch my two babies try and sleep through the night, and I think: Hey, I have a few hours since, you know, my brain isn't letting me do the whole sleep thing, why not write more of that book that you love so much?
So I did just that.
Mind you, its still in its alpha stages, and I'm quite tired, so I have no idea how much of this I'm going to keep and how much I'm going to edit away, but if you want a sneak peek into my madness and creative process, you can find it here:
Book 1, Prologue. Tentative title: A Darkened Sky.
Feel free to suggest things to me, because right now I'm kinda wasted. Too many screaming children wanting my attention 24/7. So, even if it's in a half-dazed sleep, I'm quite happy to be writing again. I hope I'll be able to give you more, and I plan on editing and hopefully publishing this new bit tomorrow, but I make absolutely no promises. After all, my babies take top priority.
Thank you for your continued support, though. I hope I'll be able to bring you guys new content soon!
I like what I read so far
Ohhhh! Very good start. Nothing immediately jumped out at me but I had to read it as a one inch Collum thanks to my phone.
I can't wait for more.
I haven't read everything from you just yet, so what is this?
5414460 it's a continuation of The Humanity Within
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Oh okay!
Just think, you only have to wait a few more years then you can have them compete against each other for the crown of sibling supreme!
looking mighty good!
I still hope you continue Nautilus protocol one day.
5414673 And I still intend on completing it. The only problem is getting my muse and my time to line up.
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*Hands your Muse a summons to 'Work'*
5414709 Good luck. She's notorious at only coming in when she feels like it.
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Oh muse, oh muse, how our motivation you do enthuse.
Our sadness inconsolable when your presence we lose.
Only one could embody the fae like tease such as thee.
such wild whimsy must be caught and our writers block set free.
Your magnificence of creation fluttering in sight.
oh, how i dream of thee yearning for mine own wings in flight.
To catch thee in mine arms and revel of wonders abound.
For ye inflame mine mind inspiring scenes of light and sound.
But none can claim your ownership, no slave no saint nor king.
none can force your hand, nor bind thee in vow and golden ring.
For thee are one of freedom, a soul of flight and fancy.
Thee must be a vixen for none else could be so sassy.
Oh muse, oh muse, how our motivation you do enthuse.
Our sadness inconsolable when your presence we lose.
......I forgot why i wrote this.