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NaNo 2010 - Amaranthus, continued: Note - music
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NaNo 2010 - Amaranthus, continued. Friday, November 26, 2010. So, writing this morning, I have fiiiinally gotten Mephisto to wander over to the room with the hydraulis in it. (This has been making me crazy, because it's such an awesome-sounding instrument, that I had to use it, but couldn't yet.) I think there's one in a song or two among the 734820 I downloaded last week, but, wasn't sure, so went back to this video. I posted a link to the other day, to get a refresher on the sound. I didn't even know!
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NaNo '09!: plot point woo!
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Sunday, November 1, 2009. Tom is a miracle of plot. Anytime I have a dilemma, or don't know how something is going to work, or need some kind of dramatic thing - I just describe what's going on, he groans and rolls his eyes at how much he hates the topics of my writing, and then gives me some totally brilliant idea to run with. I was trying to sort out how my character was going to discover the stories of the garden? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). It is 2009, and my sixth year tackling NaNoWriMo.
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NaNo '09!: Part 4
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Wednesday, November 4, 2009. Before long, I realize that the creek is curving toward- - no I guess it would be the other way around, the fence is curving closer to the creek. Definitely closer. oh it does! I have no actual reason to think that just because the water is allowed onto the other side of the fence at this point, that there is anything of interest on the other side of the fence. Hell, I don't even know which side of the fence is the “inside”! To be something close! The fence is far too expensi...
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Amaranth and Jasmine
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007. New posts. hopefully tomorrow, I have a few more stories pretty much done that I need to get out of my system so I can focus on NaNo. But, speaking of: the annual NaNoWriMo blog! If you want more Phistos, and don't mind sifting through my harried first-draft crap, dig in. Or, just keep an eye on my word count and scream at me to keep going. :). Transcribed by Melissa Antes / at 8:45 PM. Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, and nothing can cure the senses but the soul.".
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Amaranth and Jasmine
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Wednesday, November 7, 2007. While I was supposed to be writing, I stumbled across the ultimate doll-making site. Of course what did I do? I made ridiculously over-the-top cute versions of my characters. So take these with a grain of salt. XD. But I can claim some justification for these! X-posted on the NaNo blog.). Transcribed by Melissa Antes / at 11:39 AM. What the Thunder Said. Only I do hope you haven't come here expecting intensely dramatic plots, because while I do tend to have some overly dramat...
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Amaranth and Jasmine
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Sunday, September 2, 2007. Beside the Lotus Pool. It is the latter part of the afternoon when I have risen, and go to sit beside the lotus pool. The serving boy brings a tray of coffee and some delicate pastry (of which a new variety is concocted each day by the finest baker I could find in this place in this time). I have little appetite - so fickle are the vessels of mortality! But ah, such an evening it was! I chuckle gently, savoring the novelty of his reactions. His innocence and uncertainty are...
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Amaranth and Jasmine
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007. Had no idea it had been nearly a month since an update! Rest assured, I have not stopped writing - just apparently stopped typing for a bit. A few things are nearly done with the editing I think, so should have a post within a week. And then a whole buttload of posts, as I try to wrap up all my current in-progress stories before November (and thus NaNoWriMo. Transcribed by Melissa Antes / at 8:02 PM. Comments: Post a Comment. A Letter from the Desert. Beside the Lotus Pool.
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Amaranth and Jasmine
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Thursday, November 1, 2007. I sit again beside the weary fountain. Thoughts indistinct as its wavering motions. A muted splash, a slow-motion murmur. Celestial haze mingling in terrestrial fog. Rusted vines, brittle fingers slowly grasping. Attaching only to have the stone fall away. Every thieving hand so soon empty. The wine passes through my pale fingers. My flesh too fragile now to contain. Memory drifting in ever-widening ripples. And what Time carries away I cannot retain. Twice entwined, I cannot ...
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Amaranthus
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Ananda Daydream's 2007 attempt at NaNoWriMo. New Smyrna Beach, Florida, United States. I'm a western NY'er recently transplanted to Florida. (Yeah it's a bit of a jump. No my pale skin does not approve.) Helping the husband pay the grocery bill with two Etsy shops: invitations and design (cyanandsepia.etsy.com), and crochet (cyanandsepiahome.etsy.com). My fourth attempt at winning NaNoWriMo! Which, uh, were written a bit less frenetically than these will be! Beneath the Dust (2005). Oct 26, 2007. Parts 1...
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Amaranth and Jasmine
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007. Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, and nothing can cure the senses but the soul.". And yet. and yet I find that I have no recollection of any particularly lovely thing from the day. I have walked blindly beneath the sun, I have scarcely noticed the music or blossoms or warmth or fragrance. They have existed solely as background - but background to what? Whyever does Man constantly search for endless life? I kneel, and a tear slips softly down my cheek as I take the feath...
