"I've brought us some fish."

Though I promised myself that I'd devote my day studying statistics, I ended up spending most of the morning and afternoon reading The Privilege of the Sword by Ellen Kushner. Who cares about ANOVA and F-statistics (adlkfajds) when there is a book full of excitement and intrigue, just waiting to be read. I absolutely loved Kushner's Swordspoint, as well as The Fall of the Kings to a lesser extent. The Privilege of the Sword is a sequel to Swordspoint and a prequel to The Fall of the Kings (though it was written most recently).
[Amazon summarizes the stories far better than I ever could ;;;]

( click for more rambling XD )

The problem with finishing a really good book is that it leaves you in somewhat of a (happy) daze and then you're pretty much useless for the rest of the day.

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Since I'm on a rambling rampage right now (and ignoring my statistics notes that are glaring at me -- they would be saying, "pay attention to us!" if they could speak, I'm sure), I may as well keep going. :D

( cut for length and what could possibly be interpreted as nonsense )

And now I have some questions for the writers on my flist:
How exactly does your writing process work? Which parts do you come up with first? Do you have a full outline before you start? Do you write everything in a chronological order, or do you write bits and pieces and put the whole thing together after you have enough scenes written?

Oh, and here's something I've been wondering about:
Do your characters actually speak to you in your mind? Or do you "see" and "hear" them interacting with each other?
The other day, I read this article about how some people (normal people) heard voices in their mind and how the voices often have distinct/different personalities. I think that is so fascinating.
My characters never talk to me. :( I am probably not cool enough for them.


My clock tells me that I have spent an hour on this entry. My stomach tells me that I'm starving. And if my stats notes had arms and hands, they would be rebelling right about now (that is a frightening thought -- they are frightening as is without limbs).

"I've brought us some fish."

Though I promised myself that I'd devote my day studying statistics, I ended up spending most of the morning and afternoon reading The Privilege of the Sword by Ellen Kushner. Who cares about ANOVA and F-statistics (adlkfajds) when there is a book full of excitement and intrigue, just waiting to be read. I absolutely loved Kushner's Swordspoint, as well as The Fall of the Kings to a lesser extent. The Privilege of the Sword is a sequel to Swordspoint and a prequel to The Fall of the Kings (though it was written most recently).
[Amazon summarizes the stories far better than I ever could ;;;]

( click for more rambling XD )

The problem with finishing a really good book is that it leaves you in somewhat of a (happy) daze and then you're pretty much useless for the rest of the day.

--
Since I'm on a rambling rampage right now (and ignoring my statistics notes that are glaring at me -- they would be saying, "pay attention to us!" if they could speak, I'm sure), I may as well keep going. :D

( cut for length and what could possibly be interpreted as nonsense )

And now I have some questions for the writers on my flist:
How exactly does your writing process work? Which parts do you come up with first? Do you have a full outline before you start? Do you write everything in a chronological order, or do you write bits and pieces and put the whole thing together after you have enough scenes written?

Oh, and here's something I've been wondering about:
Do your characters actually speak to you in your mind? Or do you "see" and "hear" them interacting with each other?
The other day, I read this article about how some people (normal people) heard voices in their mind and how the voices often have distinct/different personalities. I think that is so fascinating.
My characters never talk to me. :( I am probably not cool enough for them.


My clock tells me that I have spent an hour on this entry. My stomach tells me that I'm starving. And if my stats notes had arms and hands, they would be rebelling right about now (that is a frightening thought -- they are frightening as is without limbs).