Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Now Fleeting

Thomas stood, bracing himself against the wind which was now fleeting directly towards him and moaning a great and terrible warning. As he shielded his eyes from the storm that was quickly enveloping the fresh warm outlets of The Island - the light of The Dome blinked ... blinked again ... and then remained on. Warmth began to return to the space around his flesh. The air dropped its sudden assault and the snow merely fell harmlessly in lines to the ground.


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Several Icons

Thomas had entered through Town Square - which often served as a kind of general meeting area for regulars and often an informational aid for people who weren't always getting their dream on. Several icons, figures which were permanent characters of The Lucid, would often hang around to help out people who had questions or wanted suggestions for what to within the dreamstate. Icons were not people - they didn't really have a normal personality per se. They were more like animated flipbooks with legs. To date, no shaper had been able to properly recreate an actual person within The Lucid ... much less affix them permanently. Largely because of this, icons were not necessarily human-shaped. In fact, it was generally considered more interesting and even less creepy to not make them humans. With a human face always came the expectation of polite conversation that icons simply could not provide.

It had been a panda that had recommended the new beachfront that Thomas was now exploring. While the forests and mazes were often the most popular location - Thomas never much cared for him. This was a fact he had always hidden from Lilah - lied about it in fact on numerous times in the past. Lilah's work had sometimes been considered somewhat "gothic" by some - a tone Thomas never fully appreciated.



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Monday, November 13, 2006

Oh right - Halfway Woohoo!

I probably shouldn't be all doom and gloom - at least I've hit 25k a couple days ahead of the general deadline.



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Oily Mirrorlike Sheen

The Sphere began to turn - it was imperpectible at first as it was nothing more than grey rotating on grey. Then shadows began to appear upon the surface like ripples within an ocean. The were pulled by the increasing rotation and slowly colors and flecks of light began to emerge. As The Sphere spun faster it seemed to split the skin around it asunder only to reveal new and more wondrous layers underneath that instantly bubbled to the surfaced and were also torn anew to reveal even more detail that would also cycle upon itself.

Eventually the oily mirrorlike sheen that Thomas saw every day of his life overtook the entire body of the sphere. The columns below it shook completely away and The Sphere simply stood precisely in space where it had always been for as long as Thomas could remember.



OK, so yesterday I didn't get nearly as much done as I should have ... considered I spent most of the afternoon on the puter.. I should have had a huge banner day that put things back ahead of schedule. Instead I played a lot of Ultima III. My brain and body were wiped from all night fun the night before - not to mention a pet related emergency Friday night. Checking the progress bar would indicate that I actually did more writing on Sat than it felt like and I managed to cap 25k over coffee this morning ... but I'd like to have a more productive week so that everything feels close to completion by this weekend.



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Friday, November 10, 2006

No time, no time

Today will be a complete loss, word wise, unless I get some time during lunch.

I'd like to be over 25k by the end of this weekend and finished by the end of next week. Not sure that will happen now.


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Thursday, November 09, 2006

Animated Teapot Defenestrating

"A coffee maker can make coffee. A coffeepot can only hold coffee. This might make it envious."

"Doesn't that seem a little silly?"

"Sir?"

"That the coffeepot would have emotions, I mean."

"Sir, you are the one you came in here with a story about your animated teapot defenestrating itself in a murderous rampage."

"Good point."

"I am trying very hard to take you seriously, sir."

"Yes, I get that. Look - maybe we should start over."

"OK."





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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Rounding 19K

Feels good. Feels like there is enough wind under the feet to keep going.

Problem is - not sure if there is enough wind under the story to keep going. I have more than 5k before I can arithmetically stop thinking about rising action and moving towards falling action. I need more layers of content to work from before I can even think about resolving anything. Greenscape had a similar problem - just about 30K it almost felt like the story had been setup and ready to simply be executed. By executed I mean swiftly.

Sigh.




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