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cygna_himeNaNo prompt, "Alone", 271 words (w00t!)
“I’m not sorry,” she said. “He did worse to my brother. He deserved worse.” She seemed to think that said it all, as if any flat words could assuage the biting pain that was stabbing more fiercely at Mar Ter with each passing second. “I’m not sorry,” she said again, “not about him. But I’m sorry for you.” Strangely, that did matter. No matter what she had done to Tir, to his Tir who had promised he would always be there, Mar Ter knew she was making sense. His lover had as good as destroyed her brother. She had only imprisoned him. For a long, long time.
The long time was already stretching into an eternity of loss. Mer Ter refused to cry, not in front of them all. Not in front of her. She did not need to know how much it hurt to be without the other half of your being. She was still complete. Rain was complete without Wind, but Smoke without Fire could never be the same. He was so tired, and wanted just to sleep until his Tir came to wake him, and say it had all been a dream and he had never been away. But Mar Ter was sensible. It was one of his great flaws. He knew he was wide awake.
He was going to leave them. He was going to comb the world looking for where his Tir had been hidden. It didn’t matter how long it took. Until Mar Tir was back as he had been, Mar Ter would be alone. And alone is a terrible thing for anyone to be.
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butterflydrming.
BASIC STATS:
NaNo ID:
NaNo since:
Working title:
WIP Genre:
AT THE START: DO YOU...
Have an Outline?
Scene-by-scene?
Know how it starts?
Know how it ends?
Have your climax in order?
Have a particular tone in mind?
Plan to Draw on your own experiences?
IS YOUR WORK GOING TO BE:
Funny?
Serious?
Sad?
Semi-Autobiographical?
Based on another story?
Influenced by any authors/current publications?
HOW HAVE MUCH YOU PLANNED? HAVE YOU USED:
A paper journal?
Pens?
Multicolored pens?
A computer?
Index cards?
Lists?
Bulleted lists?
Plot Charts?
Character Charts?
Character formulas?
Favorite writing resource:
ODDS AND ENDS
A line you would like to use:
A scene you would like to include:
A concept you would like to explore:
A cliche you would like to avoid:
A character you would like to use:
FORWARD THINKING
Do you expect to be able to complete it?
Do you intend to complete it?
Would you ever try to publish it?
What do you expect to get out of this month of frantic writing?
BASIC STATS:
NaNo ID: cygna-hime
NaNo since: This year's my first.
Working title: Star Dome and Star Foam--the title came first.
WIP Genre: High fantasy, if I can pull it off.
AT THE START: DO YOU...
Have an Outline? Sort of. I know what's going on, mostly.
Scene-by-scene? I laugh.
Know how it starts? Of course.
Know how it ends? Yes. It hurts, but yes. I know.
Have your climax in order? Mostly. Maybe. I'm not sure.
Have a particular tone in mind? Eucatastrophic, I hope.
Plan to Draw on your own experiences? Number of experiences as god=1 (this year's Halloween costume is a demigoddess). So, no.
IS YOUR WORK GOING TO BE:
Funny? In places, I think.
Serious? Hell yeah.
Sad? Yes. It makes me sad to think of.
Semi-Autobiographical? Once again, knowledge of godhood=none.
Based on another story? Not really, not specifically.
Influenced by any authors/current publications? Can you write in a vacuum? 'Cause I can't. Highly Tolkien-influenced, with a side of Dragaera and Greek mythology.
HOW HAVE MUCH YOU PLANNED? HAVE YOU USED:
A paper journal? In random-notes-in-History-notebook form.
Pens? 'S called pencil.
Multicolored pens? Where would I find those when I wanted them?
A computer? Well, I'm here, ain't I?
Index cards? Dude. No.
Lists? Yeah, I guess. Of characters and such.
Bulleted lists? I'm not that organised.
Plot Charts? In my head, sort of.
Character Charts? No. Brief descriptions and vignettes, though.
Character formulas? Formulas are for the weak.
Favorite writing resource: NaNo 5-minute challenges. They let me develop my story naturally.
ODDS AND ENDS
A line you would like to use: Yes. Several.
A scene you would like to include: Many, many of them. Too many to enumerate.
A concept you would like to explore: All the way.
A cliche you would like to avoid: Mmm-hmm. All my gods must be introduced some time before they have major plot importants--gods do not come from machines!
A character you would like to use: All thirteen. I can't get rid of them now.
FORWARD THINKING
Do you expect to be able to complete it? Not really.
Do you intend to complete it? Yes.
Would you ever try to publish it? If it turns out well.
What do you expect to get out of this month of frantic writing? The knowledge that I can at least try, and the motivation to do it again. And again. And again. Until I get it right.
Aaaaand...X fic! Shift the Human Storm for Souls, my poor attempt at creepy. Because it ain't Halloween without a Bradbury reference. AU, Subaru-fic. He just fits it so well. It's not that I have a compulsion to see how much effort needs to be expended in order to completely shatter the remainder of his sanity (Answer: Not much). Not at all. Honest.
Well, that's all for now. Onward to the weekend of candy and much too much homework!
“I’m not sorry,” she said. “He did worse to my brother. He deserved worse.” She seemed to think that said it all, as if any flat words could assuage the biting pain that was stabbing more fiercely at Mar Ter with each passing second. “I’m not sorry,” she said again, “not about him. But I’m sorry for you.” Strangely, that did matter. No matter what she had done to Tir, to his Tir who had promised he would always be there, Mar Ter knew she was making sense. His lover had as good as destroyed her brother. She had only imprisoned him. For a long, long time.
The long time was already stretching into an eternity of loss. Mer Ter refused to cry, not in front of them all. Not in front of her. She did not need to know how much it hurt to be without the other half of your being. She was still complete. Rain was complete without Wind, but Smoke without Fire could never be the same. He was so tired, and wanted just to sleep until his Tir came to wake him, and say it had all been a dream and he had never been away. But Mar Ter was sensible. It was one of his great flaws. He knew he was wide awake.
He was going to leave them. He was going to comb the world looking for where his Tir had been hidden. It didn’t matter how long it took. Until Mar Tir was back as he had been, Mar Ter would be alone. And alone is a terrible thing for anyone to be.
NaNo checklist from
butterflydrming.BASIC STATS:
NaNo ID:
NaNo since:
Working title:
WIP Genre:
AT THE START: DO YOU...
Have an Outline?
Scene-by-scene?
Know how it starts?
Know how it ends?
Have your climax in order?
Have a particular tone in mind?
Plan to Draw on your own experiences?
IS YOUR WORK GOING TO BE:
Funny?
Serious?
Sad?
Semi-Autobiographical?
Based on another story?
Influenced by any authors/current publications?
HOW HAVE MUCH YOU PLANNED? HAVE YOU USED:
A paper journal?
Pens?
Multicolored pens?
A computer?
Index cards?
Lists?
Bulleted lists?
Plot Charts?
Character Charts?
Character formulas?
Favorite writing resource:
ODDS AND ENDS
A line you would like to use:
A scene you would like to include:
A concept you would like to explore:
A cliche you would like to avoid:
A character you would like to use:
FORWARD THINKING
Do you expect to be able to complete it?
Do you intend to complete it?
Would you ever try to publish it?
What do you expect to get out of this month of frantic writing?
BASIC STATS:
NaNo ID: cygna-hime
NaNo since: This year's my first.
Working title: Star Dome and Star Foam--the title came first.
WIP Genre: High fantasy, if I can pull it off.
AT THE START: DO YOU...
Have an Outline? Sort of. I know what's going on, mostly.
Scene-by-scene? I laugh.
Know how it starts? Of course.
Know how it ends? Yes. It hurts, but yes. I know.
Have your climax in order? Mostly. Maybe. I'm not sure.
Have a particular tone in mind? Eucatastrophic, I hope.
Plan to Draw on your own experiences? Number of experiences as god=1 (this year's Halloween costume is a demigoddess). So, no.
IS YOUR WORK GOING TO BE:
Funny? In places, I think.
Serious? Hell yeah.
Sad? Yes. It makes me sad to think of.
Semi-Autobiographical? Once again, knowledge of godhood=none.
Based on another story? Not really, not specifically.
Influenced by any authors/current publications? Can you write in a vacuum? 'Cause I can't. Highly Tolkien-influenced, with a side of Dragaera and Greek mythology.
HOW HAVE MUCH YOU PLANNED? HAVE YOU USED:
A paper journal? In random-notes-in-History-notebook form.
Pens? 'S called pencil.
Multicolored pens? Where would I find those when I wanted them?
A computer? Well, I'm here, ain't I?
Index cards? Dude. No.
Lists? Yeah, I guess. Of characters and such.
Bulleted lists? I'm not that organised.
Plot Charts? In my head, sort of.
Character Charts? No. Brief descriptions and vignettes, though.
Character formulas? Formulas are for the weak.
Favorite writing resource: NaNo 5-minute challenges. They let me develop my story naturally.
ODDS AND ENDS
A line you would like to use: Yes. Several.
A scene you would like to include: Many, many of them. Too many to enumerate.
A concept you would like to explore: All the way.
A cliche you would like to avoid: Mmm-hmm. All my gods must be introduced some time before they have major plot importants--gods do not come from machines!
A character you would like to use: All thirteen. I can't get rid of them now.
FORWARD THINKING
Do you expect to be able to complete it? Not really.
Do you intend to complete it? Yes.
Would you ever try to publish it? If it turns out well.
What do you expect to get out of this month of frantic writing? The knowledge that I can at least try, and the motivation to do it again. And again. And again. Until I get it right.
Aaaaand...X fic! Shift the Human Storm for Souls, my poor attempt at creepy. Because it ain't Halloween without a Bradbury reference. AU, Subaru-fic. He just fits it so well. It's not that I have a compulsion to see how much effort needs to be expended in order to completely shatter the remainder of his sanity (Answer: Not much). Not at all. Honest.
Well, that's all for now. Onward to the weekend of candy and much too much homework!
