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“Here’s all you need to know about men and women: Women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid. It’s not the only reason, but it’s a big one.” “When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?” by George Carlin I have been a fan of George…
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People who know me might be inclined to suggest that my eyes are far bigger than my stomach; I have a tendency to bite off a whole lot more than I can chew sometimes. Lately, though, the prospect of opening myself up to new challenges to force my mind into a more writerly position has…
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It feels so strange to be writing a regular post rather than one for RoW80 on a Sunday, but I’ll give it a whirl, anyway, especially since I missed a post twice this week, if I remember correctly. The weekend in general had been an odd one for me. Not only did I fail to…
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I have spent far too much time this morning trying to decide what to write in this little space today. I wondered if it was just me, if I was just feeling uninspired this morning, but I realized, after a bit more consideration, that it’s mostly just the usual weekend rut. Working retail, my schedule…
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“‘It’s hard to scrape a respectable living out of the burned cinders of a fallen empire,’ said Knolan quietly, before he lifted his chin to cling to whatever dignity remained after a statement like that.” Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my last post of A Round of Words in 80 Days for Round 3! Did…
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“‘I didn’t run’ Knolan said, his voice firm with insistence, but his eyes were searching her face for forgiveness. ‘Serene asked me to take Locke and make him safe. To escape so that he could survive. So that’s what I did. It was the last thing Serene ever asked of me, and, for eighteen years,…
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Since it’s the last few days of A Round of Words in 80 Days, most of my writing focus is going to be staunchly on getting to the big POV switch in Serpent in a Cage, but, of course, since I’m trying to focus on something, my mind is wandering a little toward other things…
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“Those wide blue eyes started dancing over Jaxson, over Gilferen, over Locke’s still figure on the ground, and Gilferen pulled himself up, stiffening under the flitting gaze. The questions she was asking…It was so far-fetched that he couldn’t believe it. Survived what? She couldn’t possibly mean the massacre. But she did. Knolan’s eyes fell, the…
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“Now, seeing the newchild and its expression, he was reminded that the light eyes were not only a rarity but gave the one who had them a certain look–what was it? Depth, he decided, as if one were looking into the clear water of the river, down to the bottom, where things might lurk that…
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Hooray! I’ve received an award! Thanks to the ever-lovely Em (whose blog I never get a chance to read nearly as much as I should like to!) for presenting me with the fun Versatile Blogger award! You like me! You really, really like me! The rules of this award are as follows: Anyone who accepts…
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