Still not dead. Probably. But, NaNoWriMo is coming!

Hey there, to the 15 people who follow me on WordPress, and all the rest who wander in from…wherever. Actually, considering how I’ve only managed to post one chapter over the entirety of September, I’m surprised I’m still getting hits on the blog… Well, let’s not sweat the details. September really sucked for me, in a lot of ways that I’m not going to bore you with today, so I’m going to write it off and pretend it never happened.

So, moving on. I plan to write and release another couple chapters of A Living Will during October, but I think I’m going to be spending relatively more time preparing for NaNoWriMo in November. In case you don’t know, National Novel Writing Month is a self-imposed challenge to write 50,000 words in thirty days. That’s a little less than 1700 words a day, or around the length of a chapter of A Living Will.

…Which really puts it in perspective for me, all of the sudden. This could be tougher than I thought…

Anyway, I’m currently thinking about what I want to write for the challenge, and I was wondering if anyone had any requests. Is there some plot/trope/issue that you’d like to see me grapple with? I lean more towards fantasy than science fiction, but I’m not above treating science like magic on occasion. I don’t do pure tragedy, because I find it depressing, or revenge fantasies, because I find them boring. (And I don’t write R18 stuff, because I find it embarassing. 😛 )Other than that, I’m open to most things, so if you have any ideas please put them in the comments. Or hey, if you’re planning to participate in NaNoWriMo, what are you thinking of writing about? That’d be cool, too. 🙂

Or maybe I should just write that gritty Super Mario fanfic I’ve been considering, where Mario falls into another world and nearly dies in a desert, only to be rescued by Bowser on a whim, and the two become friends but also rivals for the invincible and immortal powers contained in the fallen Stars…



A Living Will, Part 7: Modern Concerns

I froze, my left hand outstretched. I had realized my mistake, moments too late; in the past, I had always favored my right hand. Zedda had actually scolded me in the past for what he called “holding on to mortal habits.” But now that I was exclusively using my left hand, of course he was going to notice.

In retrospect, I don’t know how I expected to hide it from him. He certainly would have noticed that I was wearing Serpent’s Grace on my left arm, which would definitely have made him suspicious; and of course, I hadn’t used my right hand once since we met today — or rather, I couldn’t use it. But I don’t like showing weakness in front of Zedda, just in case. It was probably futile, but … I didn’t like it. Continue reading