dmallord
Humble Hobbit
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Progress then... you can count that as a good note.The morning pot of coffee is ready for those who it is morning for. There's a tin of shortbread cookies on the counter for those who dunk. The teapot is hot for those who enjoy a cuppa.
I'm over in the corner muttering invectives as I write. I did manage a couple of sentences yesterday and I hope to finish a paragraph or two today.
I felt energetic enough today to pen a few words as well. I started the opening scene with what I want to be an entry for the Mike Hammer 2025 event. I've enjoyed that genre-writing event very much. Don't know for sure if I'll make it to the calendar mark in time, but better earlier than later, i guess.
Got six hundred words down over the last three days, with some back-and-forth editing on the fly. I used to try and not do that. The model was to write, write, and write some more. Then, when it was brain fog time, perhaps a little editing.
I've reached more brain fog sessions this last few months, so I seem to be staring at the screen and rereading it rather than pecking away. The scenes aren't writing themselves as the mental images of the character's actions are not 'streaming as well' any longer.
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That doll had the joint eating out of her hand; she had every lascivious man’s eye peeling her dress off. I watched her mesmerize them from a discreet angle at the bar as she moved gracefully through the crowd.
“Hey, gorgeous! Aren’t you the bee’s knees! How’s your night going? Buy you a drink, Brandi?”
“Maybe later, darling, I’m looking for my date. You know, a man who can keep me in minks?” She flashed him her dazzling smile, then laughed, patting the elderly man’s arm as she kissed him on the cheek to smooth over the diss she gave him.
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Anyways... thanks for those tending the pots and adding the pastries. Like Folger's saying, "Good to the last drop!"


