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Jun 2019

“Be sure to shampoo your hair!”

I feel like I've made such a dent and great progress so far today! Huzzah!

While Crow executed 'search and destroy', the maid looked around the cabinets.

Honestly my writing kind of sucks at the moment, but I'm just getting on with it because that's the only way to get out of this block. Here it is anyway:

I try to speak, but resolve to coughing and gagging, unable to point or shout as Gwen escapes me again.

“Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!” Her screams echoed around her, and her vision started to waver. Just as the panic was taking complete hold, she felt more than heard a calm voice, somehow inside her head and outside at the same time.

“Imma save us both some trouble and assume Will ordered you to wait for me.”

Dry wit lol :smiley:

The shape-shifting prince is blushing happily, though it’s obvious that he’s trying to hide it.

luulen et naapurit tulis ovelle sillai anteeks mut voitko lopettaa mitä vittuu

roughly translates to;

"I think my neighbours would come knocking on my door like excuse me but could you stop what the fuck"

This one of mine sounds kinda funny without context:

Summer leaves the room.

I thought I'd lost you.

Irritation sunk through all of the man's bones as he waited for the young man to make a sound.

In her case, it is hard to tell what of her odd behavior is due to communing with the Ercos Aghor and what is because she was raised by fae.

(I'm writing down the lore for one of my stories so I can keep track of it as it's starting to get extensive.)

Crow spread his arms wide as if to say balance was his superpower but it just made Will laugh at him.

A knock came at the door, followed by Sara's cool voice shattering the silence like a cup falling to the ground and shattering to pieces.

One of the first things he was taught by the backstage crew in his old drama club was how to sew by hand.

“Presenting, His Lordship from across the sea, Lord Sky, and his chirurgeon, Lord Drosselmeyer.”

“Oh, I just realized that I forgot lunch so could you also grab me a bag of pretzels and a tea from the vending machine?”

no joke, this just reminded me that my college campus had a machine from japan the dispensed 25cent hot cocoa into a 8oz cup piping hot. it was amazing.

She kicked the nearest skeleton from her path then stepped down onto the stone with a soft sound of her gown fluttering with the motion.

Camp Nano has begun! I'll be using a random word and sentence generator to get my writer's block butt kicked! :smiley:

Before Basil could shout at him, Touya had hopped up and slid down the rocks, with some falling in his wake as he took uneasy quick steps down the incline.

I'll also be posting this weird abomination here on Tapas

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Did a bit more writing for the night

With his lecturing hand, Basil swung a strong gust of air that almost cut Touya's chin.

From my novel

He growled at her only feeling his body trembling from the tension that was building up.

That's from two days ago.

Making some progress on this weird story. I'm trying super hard not to plan anything out and just let the chaos happen. It feels like a "no backspace" challenge and if they say derpy things, then they say derpy things!

I have notifications set up on my computer for this thread that shows the beginning of each post.... but it doesn't distinguish quoted text. I legitimately read the notification as you saying the last thing you wrote was from two days ago...... 10/10 very confused since you posted 6 hours ago about all the writing you're getting done

That feeling when technology thinks it's smarter than you. But YES I am getting writing done! Progress is progress, no matter how small! :blush:

All for celebrating all amounts of progress..... I wanted the current chapter done a while ago, but I'm just now buckling down and just doing it. (Yay for the three paragraphs I've done so far today :grin: )

"Of course. I read your file. That's why we're here."

"Let’s just say there’s someone who terrifies me more than your cousin and I’d rather slit my own throat than piss her off a second time."

@RavenRose124 is doing a cameo of one of my characters in her story, so she asked me to "channel the character" and write his dialogue. Now I'm waiting on her character's response....

The reluctant Vivian could only give a slightly annoyed look, making Philip the only one who wasn’t currently annoyed.

Writing a scene involving two low energy characters and one overly hyper character...

Someone like me doesn't get a better penance.

Having a lot of fun with this Camp project oddly enough.

Azazel sighed, but still went to the rack of dresses to find the frilliest dress the club owned.