Goals
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We all know how important it is to set the scene in your writing, but what about setting the scene for your writing? I woke up this morning feeling like I haven’t been doing nearly as much writing lately as I should be and, considering C.M. Hubbard posted about just the same thing today, I’m…
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“When the woman looked up at Locke’s apology, her eyes seemed to stare straight into him, and she blinked owlishly. They seemed so large, those yes, and lost until a frown folded her brow in. ‘I’m fine,’ she said. ‘Do I know you?’” It’s hard to believe, yet again, that Wednesday is already here. I…
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“Those arms were thick as trunks, corded with veins and muscles, and Locke could only assume he was the woman’s body guard. That complicated matters if he got caught, so Locke would just have to make sure he did not get caught.” It’s a beautiful, bright (and hopefully warmer) Sunday, which means it’s time for…
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“He had to be out of this place, no only to make up for bringing them there in the first place, but also out of pure selfish desire to finally be free of it.” It’s hard to believe it’s Wednesday already, but here it is, and it’s time for another Round of Words in 80…
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“When Locke looked at the man, he saw a father, a savior, and a yellow beard slowly going to grey. And while Knolan still had broad shoulders like a warrior and wore a dented breastplate like a warrior, it had been a very long time since he had the chance to fight like a warrior.”…
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She heard Kadue screaming, shouting, and the heat of a fireball hit her like a wave. His attempt to scorch Tenenshe’ean, however, was much too late. There was an echo of her name, a desperate cry, ringing in her ears. And then there was nothing. Nothing at all. Hello, and welcome to another exciting RoW80…
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“‘I should have remembered the first rule of hunting,’ he said, so low he may as well have been whispering in Auferrix’s ear. The tone was content and amused, which made her stomach twist with revulsion. ‘If one wishes to be successful in capturing his prey, one cannot do better than to catch her oneself.’”…
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“Lookie here.” There was a grin lurking deep in the shadows of his helmet. “I caught myself a little snake.” But snakes were known to bite. Thanks to a coworker with a bad rash (another consequence of which was my inability to keep from making jokes about herpes), I wound up without my usual Monday…
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There was another sound, this time from the man who owned the burning inferno around them. She thought it was an expression of pain at first, but then she recognized it as a sob. Shaking and sobbing beside her, dampening her shoulder and making her feel utterly helpless. This man had almost died and now…
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“‘They do know that old dynasties did use the caves out here for coffers,” Hederrick offered, though he looked extremely reluctant to do so. His eyes, like Jaxson’s, were steady on the cave and he swallowed hard as if already picturing the possible treasures within. ‘It’s possible we might find something there.’” Well, fellow RoWers…
L.S. Engler 