Showing posts with label A Fairy's Tale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Fairy's Tale. Show all posts

New Years Resolutions

on Sunday, January 1, 2017
    Normally I laugh at people who make New Years Resolutions because I'm the kind of person who makes changes whenever I realize I need to make a change, not just once a year. Plus, resolutions without dates are just dreams, not actual goals. And because these are things I really want to accomplish, I'm planning on giving myself an end date for each one.



  • Finish draft 3 of Powerful. I'm currently doing another pass through where I'm implementing feedback chapter by chapter and making notes. I'm on chapter 9 out of 36. That's 1/4th of the way through! I plan on reviewing one chapter a day, which means this pass through will be done on January 27th. After that, I plan on actually implementing the edits (which are mostly minor, mainly description because that is my nemesis), which I'll do one chapter a day again. That means I'll finish the third draft by March 4th. I'll regularly update my progress here, and once I start actually writing the third draft, I'll update the word count on the sidebar!

Free Write #8: A Fairy's Tale

on Thursday, February 4, 2016
    It's been a while since I've done some free writing, and today I'm battling major Hypergraphia. So it was fairly easy for me to pick a blog post topic today. Originally I wasn't going to pick a prompt, but I had a really hard time channeling my Hypergraphia into something productive. I'll explain at the end. Here's the prompt-



    Iris left the castle's infirmary only to collect herbs for her mother's supplies once a week, so it was no surprise she got lost in the twisting maze of hallways. She passed by dozens of bustling servants, but each time she tried to ask one for directions, they brushed her off and hurried on their way. 
    After another minute, she spotted a boy staring out the window. He wouldn't ignore her. "Excuse me, King Jameson passed away overnight, and I need to find Queen Isadore's chambers to tell her."
    The boy turned to face her.
    Iris recognized him immediately. He had spent every evening in the infirmary at his father's side. "Crown Prince Callister," she gasped and quickly dropped into the lowest curtsy her trousers would allow.