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Incanus

Auror
All right!!!!

Hit and passed 50,000 words over the weekend. That's a nice round, largish number and it gives me a sense of accomplishment. It took over four months to get there, but I think it shows that my 'little-bit-a-day' productivity can and does add up. Lot's of work to go, but still...
 

Saigonnus

Auror
All right!!!!

Hit and passed 50,000 words over the weekend. That's a nice round, largish number and it gives me a sense of accomplishment. It took over four months to get there, but I think it shows that my 'little-bit-a-day' productivity can and does add up. Lot's of work to go, but still...

Congrats! Just a bit more and you'll have a proper novel! Keep chugging along and you'll get there.


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Incanus

Auror
Congrats! Just a bit more and you'll have a proper novel! Keep chugging along and you'll get there.


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Thanks! It WILL be a novel. This version will end up probably only somewhere around 70,000 words tops, so I'm getting close.

Of course, I see it as either an undernourished, emaciated first draft, or a spectacularly detailed outline. Somewhere in there. I estimate the finished product will be around 100,000 words.
 

Legendary Sidekick

The HAM'ster
Moderator
We're lucky in Massachusetts. Extreme cold, but the good part is not much to shovel and roads haven't been too bad. ...but the winter is still young.

Oh. And the Christmas tree is old. The kids wanted to keep it around for the long weekend, but trash day tomorrow. So I'll be vacuuming pine needles today. Like in a few minutes. Like when I'm done procrastinating here.
 

Incanus

Auror
Ogres on the brain.

I've developed some half-classic, half-original ogres for my story. I'm just now getting into this portion of the book, and it looks like it's going to be a lot of fun to write.

So, everything's coming up ogres. Good ogres, and bad. They haunt my daydreams and they bludgeon their way into my story.

Soon, it will be raining cats and ogres, but the more ogres, the merrier!

How does that Willie Nelson song go? "You are ogres on my mind..."?
 

Incanus

Auror
Oh, dear, I didn't think this affliction was contagious. My sincerest apologies!

No more, ogre my dead body.

Ogre and out.

See--this is what happens when I let two ogre-clans go traipsing around unfettered in my questionably balanced braincase...

I like to think there's still hope for me, though.
 

Saigonnus

Auror
I am head ogre heels for all the puns! [emoji41]

I think one of these days I need a makeogre... Get a new haircut fron Grog the Slasher


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Legendary Sidekick

The HAM'ster
Moderator
Sometimes, authors and illustrators who "made it" aren't too big to help out an aspiring schmuck like me. Author-illustrator Kris Waldherr is among them. I saw her work with ebooks full of illustrations today, asked for advice on self-publishing ebooks, and got advice!

So, I don't know her, she doesn't even know if I can draw or write, and yet she took the time to help me out. A shout-out to Kris Waldherr. I never bought a book from her or knew of her until today, but I can honestly say I think she's awesome.




STEALTH EDIT - Sorry about breaking the pun chain. I guess that joke is ogre anyway.
 

Incanus

Auror
Sorry about breaking the pun chain. I guess that joke is ogre anyway.

A necessary evil.

I actually found myself honing in on the word "Makeogre". Isolating it from pun territory, it could almost, almost work. As in, a term for a busy-body ogre--

Grog pointed. "Him Grudz. We name him Makeogre. Always busy, busy. Never stop doing things. Drive some of us crazy. He smash things even when nothing to smash. Him Grudz, Makeogre."

Yeah, almost, but not quite.
 

ThinkerX

Myth Weaver
Magnitude 7.1 shaker here in the frozen north early this morning. I had a few books leap off the shelves. Stores had lots of things leap off the shelves - salad dressing, booze, soda, and more, making huge messes. Some folks lost power. A few had to evacuate because of gas leaks. The roadbed for a local highway actually collapsed - just a waist deep trench where a fifty yard stretch of pavement used to be.
 

kennyc

Inkling
Magnitude 7.1 shaker here in the frozen north early this morning. I had a few books leap off the shelves. Stores had lots of things leap off the shelves - salad dressing, booze, soda, and more, making huge messes. Some folks lost power. A few had to evacuate because of gas leaks. The roadbed for a local highway actually collapsed - just a waist deep trench where a fifty yard stretch of pavement used to be.

Glad you are okay. Have not heard from my son in Anchorage, but assume he is okay.
 

Ireth

Myth Weaver
Had a seriously creepy dream last night. It was a dystopian-future type thing, where everyone who wasn't an able-bodied, neurotypical, straight white person was locked away for various purposes. I was initially in some kind of dorm with a woman in her early 20's called Rib -- I have no idea if that was her real name or not, but I like to think that her nickname for me was Heart.

When the evil authorities (one of whom was a Donald Trump lookalike) came for us, Rib protected me as well as she could, and was taken to the same place I was. Everyone else there was either barely pubescent or a small child; I don't recall exactly what Rib and I were there for, given the age difference. At least one of the tween girls was pregnant, presumably by one of the authorities.

I have a feeling there's a book (or at least the start of one) buried somewhere in that dream, but darned if I know how to write it out just now. XD Dystopian really isn't my genre of choice.
 

kennyc

Inkling
Had a seriously creepy dream last night. It was a dystopian-future type thing, where everyone who wasn't an able-bodied, neurotypical, straight white person was locked away for various purposes. I was initially in some kind of dorm with a woman in her early 20's called Rib -- I have no idea if that was her real name or not, but I like to think that her nickname for me was Heart.

When the evil authorities (one of whom was a Donald Trump lookalike) came for us, Rib protected me as well as she could, and was taken to the same place I was. Everyone else there was either barely pubescent or a small child; I don't recall exactly what Rib and I were there for, given the age difference. At least one of the tween girls was pregnant, presumably by one of the authorities.

I have a feeling there's a book (or at least the start of one) buried somewhere in that dream, but darned if I know how to write it out just now. XD Dystopian really isn't my genre of choice.

Run with it! Great start!
 

ThinkerX

Myth Weaver
Had a seriously creepy dream last night. It was a dystopian-future type thing, where everyone who wasn't an able-bodied, neurotypical, straight white person was locked away for various purposes. I was initially in some kind of dorm with a woman in her early 20's called Rib -- I have no idea if that was her real name or not, but I like to think that her nickname for me was Heart.

When the evil authorities (one of whom was a Donald Trump lookalike) came for us, Rib protected me as well as she could, and was taken to the same place I was. Everyone else there was either barely pubescent or a small child; I don't recall exactly what Rib and I were there for, given the age difference. At least one of the tween girls was pregnant, presumably by one of the authorities.

I have a feeling there's a book (or at least the start of one) buried somewhere in that dream, but darned if I know how to write it out just now. XD Dystopian really isn't my genre of choice.

Sounds like some of the dreams I used to have.

Turn it into a story.
 
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