Comments on: Where The Bodies Ain’t Buried

By: Wanders Nowhere

Wanders Nowhere — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 10:51:37 +0000

Awww. Good to have you back too!

By: Gabby

Gabby — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 12:53:09 +0000

We missed you too!

By: Holly

Holly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 05:08:10 +0000

It’s so nice to be back here. I’ve missed you guys.

By: Holly

Holly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 05:07:00 +0000

What you read is true. And one of the things I love about fantasy.

By: Holly

Holly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 05:06:06 +0000

NICE conflicts.

By: Holly

Holly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 05:05:11 +0000

I’m glad you’re okay now. That’s pretty scary.

By: Holly

Holly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 05:02:21 +0000

I have a system. I do the hardest things first—the things that MUST be done on schedule and at certain dates and that other people are counting on me to deliver.

Next I do the things that I have to do but that have a bit of give in the scheduling.

Then I do the things I want to do.

TalysMana is a deadline-free want-to-do project, so when everything hits the fan at once, it ends up sidelined, as it did last week.

By: Holly

Holly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 04:58:56 +0000

HTRYN, TalysMana, the Crash Revision Workshop for SavvyAuthors.com, site content for MoneyToWrite.com, which I’m slowly getting together, stuff in the background for RebelTales.com. Plus income tax stuff and trying to find a more affordable place to live.

Some personal stuff too—it’s been a rough week for relatives.

By: Danzier

Danzier — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 20:49:40 +0000

Well, the photography place “tried” to develop my fog pictures and decided there was nothing on the roll. Guess I’ll just have to remember them and write them really well.

So, three pine trees in pre-dawn light, backlit by a streetlamp that’s not in the shot, but the light shines through the fog and makes the trees look like they’re covered in gold dust.

A park bench at the edge of the lake, with a cherry tree on either side, framing it, about fifteen yards from the shore. The shore is large rocks, about the size of small chairs, and the lake is frozen for the winter. Snow has piled on the ground and on the lake, but the warm weather melted it off the rocks. The fog closes in, so the trees, benches, and people farther down the shore are invisible. The fog matches the snow on the lake and shore exactly, and with the rim of rocks, the scene looks like there’s a seat at the edge of infinity.

Well, I tried. :S

By: Danzier

Danzier — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 20:39:16 +0000

It’s all good. I was stuck; my MC was resisting doing the thinking that he had to do to move the story forward. Playing tag with werewolves actually got my muse in gear and she dumped about seventy plot ideas in my lap. Not all of them fit PH2, but my MC just got smacked upside the head with a tree branch. Meanwhile the wolves are in their own little world, and my other two stories are dancing off the page. about 700 words right now; not done for the day yet.