I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Interview with the Dragon

Today saw 630 words on the incorrect WIP. They were halting and stilted and unconjoined. Two voices of dialog that sounded very similar and there was the basic "white room" problem. They sucked and will more than likely not survive the first edit. But they were 630 words of mine. Good day.

2 comments:

Robyn said...

New words are good. You can't work with something that isn't there. Hence, Nanowrimo (for me).

Steve Buchheit said...

There a quote about how you can fix a broken page, but you can't fix a blank page. Good luck with NaNoWrimo, Robyn. Write like the wind.