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I hit 50K on day 18. I celebrated with booze and cake. I really could've worked harder in the week since, but I didn't. I've clocked another 8K though, so I'm not too disappointed with myself. The problem I've had, and it's a new one for me, is that I planned to write three Victorian... Continue Reading →
This is the last of the Victorian spin-offs I have outlined for NaNoWriMo. It's a companion tale of Two Souls & a Pocket Watch, and it will feature my favourite foppish archangel, Uriel. I was twelve years old the first time I summoned a well-demon to the garden. Sitting by the well in his garden,... Continue Reading →
A short standalone story about the depths of darkness we'd endure for those we love. This is already outlined, so I'll add it to my NaNoWriMo pile in case I finish the Vic fics. *** Clio needs three things to come alive in the world to which she truly belongs: the touch of her human... Continue Reading →
When the Thames is alive with the dead, who you gonna call? This is another spin-off story from NTSR. It's fully outlined and will be written during NaNoWriMo. Uriel and Bel are back after Puddles, this time taking a back seat. The story is set in 1900 around the old London Dock. *** Vampire daddies... Continue Reading →
I tried to make a shit sandwich with these three truths, but only the filling was palatable, so here’s a sandwich made of poo bread. Try not to get your hands dirty. An entirely fictional person said to me, “I’ve been living under a really big rock. What the hell is this NaNoWriMo thing?” Talking... Continue Reading →
This is a partial scene from The Lion & The Wolf, a short-ish story set in 1795, based on the same lore as the Not the Same River series. It is 100% backstory. I'd written a tonne of notes about this pairing and really wanted to tell their story. I'm so glad I decided to... Continue Reading →
This is the first draft of what is currently scene 3. Context: After he is murdered, Stephen King (no, not that one) is buried for forty nights, after which he will rise a bloodborn vampire with his soul intact. Until then, his soul comes out at night to feed, and he is bombarded with memories... Continue Reading →
This is a first draft of what is currently scene 22. Context: the runaways have just spent their first night on the run in a motel room. They wake to find a man where there should be a dog. Note: a springer is someone who can boost locks just by running their hands over them.... Continue Reading →
NaNoWriMo 2016, I completed you. I'm still going though. Since finishing book 3, I've written six scenes for book 4. Hoping to get at least one more in today. If you've written more words in November than you have all year, well done. If you've won, well done. If you're still going, well done.
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