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New lines for latest song lyrics game.
I usually think of September as the first month of summer in San Francisco (although it's been unseasonably cold this year, overcast and chilly for the last week at least), but I'm reminded that it's really not, because on the nights I work until 8pm it's now full dark when I leave the office. A taste of winter a few months early.
It occurs to me that this may be the first time I've gone longer than a week without posting any new fiction (except for time periods where travel took me away from writing) since I started putting my work on FFN. It feels very strange.
I usually think of September as the first month of summer in San Francisco (although it's been unseasonably cold this year, overcast and chilly for the last week at least), but I'm reminded that it's really not, because on the nights I work until 8pm it's now full dark when I leave the office. A taste of winter a few months early.
It occurs to me that this may be the first time I've gone longer than a week without posting any new fiction (except for time periods where travel took me away from writing) since I started putting my work on FFN. It feels very strange.
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I was bad tempered all day yesterday with anyone who dared to interrupt my reading. Do you see what you have done? (I almost wrote that in Scots.)
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Do you have a notion of what her treatment theory was based on?
Not the slightest, but isn't it a breathtaking scene?
If I were so inclined, I could blame you for my difficulties writing as well -- my mind is too reluctant to drag itself out of the Quartet universe and back to the AGL. :) This wouldn't be a problem if I had some particular story idea in the former, but at the moment I don't. I can work on the sections of AGL that take place in the past, but the future is completely eluding me. I'm sure inspiration will come eventually, but I'm not sure what to do with myself in the meantime...
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Yes, that rousing from the fever scene was awe inspiring. I read it with my eyes stretched to their widest so that I could absorb it in every way.
When she brought Jamie out of prison and described what had been done to him, I realized I am a rank amateur in inflicting painful indignities on my protagonist. At his tender age, Fraser has undergone more than I imposed upon Nooj/Anjh in more than thirty four years of life on Spira/Junonia. She is walking such a tightrope here. Jamie and Claire take turns saving one another from bodily harm and it should be tedious - but she makes it work! Damn her eyes. I would never have had the nerve to do that.
I also have noted she seems to share my distaste for the use of obscenities in describing sexual encounters, even those like the one between Jamie and Randall. Her language is healthily bawdy but not coarse. Lovely stuff.
LOL Here I go back into eighteenth century Scotland and I am meant to be on my way the Calm Lands Training Grounds. Discipline is all. I shall talk to you later. Have a grand day and cosset your shoulder. Maybe some boneset tea?
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No, Lulu's not dead, she just didn't come to Luca for the tournament this year. I haven't decided if there's a reason or if she just didn't feel like coming. But she's alive and well on Besaid. Sorry to have scared you! She'll show up later. I've only killed off two major characters in backstory, and I think you already know who they are from our prior conversations. You can rest easy regarding all the others. :)