Writing
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Have you ever gotten caught up in a whirlwind of activities and then, finally, when the wind stopped and the dust settled, you were left standing there, not sure what to do with yourself without that driving force of chaos propelling you in every direction at breakneck speed? Yeah. That’s kind of where I’m at…
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“‘I smell Ssark on the wind,” Tayahyla said, her face made of stone. ‘That reek is unmistakeable, a hunting party, though a small one. Still, we’d better move quickly before they start taking to the idea of Human flesh to break their fast.’” As you may have realized, not only did I skipp Sunday’s Round…
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“Locke grunted, trying to hold down his irritation. ‘Men lie, Majani,’ he said, ‘and quite often, and that’s why I ask. You didn’t honestly believe us to just blindly follow anyone with enough gold into caves and secret dungeons, do you?’” I wasn’t sure if I was going to pull off a check-in post today,…
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A little while ago, I proposed an idea that would spark up some interest in what’s intended to be my next WIP, Serpent in a Cage. Already, I’ve done a post talking about the geography of the world that SiaC kicks off, but I had mentioned character interviews on the blog where readers can also…
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It is a pretty well established fact that a great deal of writers in the world are awkward and insecure about themselves. Oh, sure, there are the rare few that are imbued with a sense of self-accomplishment, almost to the point of annoyance, but I think the majority of us scribblings out there tend to…
L.S. Engler 