New Story: Every Good Servant
A new story to fill the cracks in FOR DAWS TO PECK AT, all for you!
WIP: Cabbaged
Part of being Ever-Dying is your drive: you explore. It’s why your symbol on the Great Wheel is a boat. You never stop searching, never stop looking, peeking under every shadow, shining light down every hole. You care about why more than we do.
NaNoWriMo Snippet: Strange Meetings
More snippets! More Notte! I hadn’t really planned for him to be in this scene, but here it is, anyway!
The City of Az’Kabek
It sounds like exaggeration, does it not? I was there, and it is still difficult to credit.
The Pratchett Principle
Sir Pratchette wrote 400 words a day to create Discworld. Imagine what you can do with yours.
FOR DAWS TO PECK AT is Out!
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How to Be Happy as a Writer
This week, let’s make ourselves a pact. I’ll stop comparing myself to other writers – and so will you.
Playing The “Too Many Drafts” Game (in which Everyone is a Winner)
Do you know this game? If you’re a writer, you do: It’s where you write a draft, but it’s not right, so you put it aside and try again. And again.
If this describes you, congratulations! You’re a writer. And there’s hope for your draft.
WIP: Boy, Is She Persistent
She guided me – taught me, which by design should not have been possible – to never kill children, to avoid the unwisdom of well-armed cities. She
taught me, friend, to stop before my prey would die.
WIP: Notte Finds Peace
I had discovered a state of existence other than hunger, and I wanted more. Tranquility spins a siren-song of its own.
Notte Snippet: where the Dream have Gone
Tiny yearning tugged at me. What would I find, if I could find my way there?
WIP: For Daws to Peck At
They did not grow old. They never knew illness. They could be injured, but they healed, and they never simply lingered. All this was why Jonathan made no sense.