Still around. Preparing for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). Not sure whether I’ll write a romance or just something about my life.
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Still around. Preparing for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). Not sure whether I’ll write a romance or just something about my life.
I was talking to writers who are preparing an anthology, and we talked about the different genres we were writing about. Of course, my story has a paranormal theme. Someone suggested, “Nobody did a romance with robots.” Hm…HMM. The Muse woke up. Let’s see where this goes.
Most of the time, I can write on command. However, these past few months since my diagnosis, I’m lucky if I can get dialogue out. Health is everything. It’s especially difficult writing romance and Happily Ever After stories in this pandemic age. Reading them is not a problem. But writing…
Wandering in the depths of what he decided was hell, John Miller, still wearing his British army uniform, still carrying his rifle, approached the dead tree. He didn’t remember it being here; but then, he didn’t remember too much anymore. He touched his chest, where the millie ball entered, breaking…
Robert Townsend wanted to get up to see the sun one more time. Instead, he wasted away in this bed, covered with his own sweat and disease, smelling of rotten flesh already. The servants kept the dark and heavy curtains drawn so he couldn’t see the sun anymore. He woke,…