Jumping around a bit here. More of these guys need names.

( Day 3 )

The trouble with nanowrimo is I don't really have it all in linear form. I have scattered notes and a list of names. I'm basically just stream of consciousness typing it out. When I hit a block I hop to another part.

( Day 2 )

If anyone is interested at all, this was my first day's writing:

( Day 1 )

"The darkness in them wasn't their soul. It was just the empty place where a soul should've been."

The clearest part of last night’s dream was someone (possibly Okoye) saying:

“I spoke in anger and I apologize.” The witch (maybe) replied:

“I answered out of spite. We’re even.”

Here’s a rambling little story ( Read more... )

Ok, so in the dream, a person that I think might have been my Overwatch OC Marlowe was all bent out of shape because in one of the Avenger battles, Iron Man had accidentally crushed two of her brothers under a thrown building or something. Maybe it was the A off the Stark Industries tower that was knocked loose in some epic battle, but whatever it ( Read more... )

Ever wake up with a song in your heart? Or at least in your head ( Read more... )

I had a cartoon dream last night. It was beautifully animated, lots of fireflies and bioluminescence. There were two teenagers who are supposed to be in love. One looked like Keith from the new Voltron, but his Dad was live-action Norman Reedus. Norman was desperate to protect him from something and it had something to do with the love interest. ( Read more... )

And now the strike has been over for awhile! Go us ( Read more... )