[Daily snippit; Fantasy] Thomlin owed her a new knife.
Daily Snippit: Urban/Suburban Fantasy
[Suburban Fantasy; Tales of the Drunken Unicorn] Stop calling me Fluffy!
Daily Snippit: High/Second World Fantasy
There was a music to the forest, in the ebb and flow of life. You could, just by listening, learn a hundred things about the weather or the season or the time of day. In tales they’d say the forest fell silent when evil was afoot, but in truth the music never died. So when…
Daily Snippit: High/Second World Fantasy
Old Man Winter was getting tired of Abigail. He absently drew spirals of frost on the table with a finger as he glared at her image in his snowglobe. He’d sent snow, and hail, and ice and even a good drenching rain and still she plodded up his mountain. The tiny blob of yellow bobbing…
Trying to jump-start NaNo…
I figure maybe the reason the story is stalled is because I don’t know enough about the characters. Maybe I need to switch view-points and follow Sean, or the Bitter-oily, or more personable Mysa. Then again, I like Match. It’s not her fault she’s not much of a people-person. 😛 Anywho, I figure a quick…