I posted the first chapter to my story, The Birds of the Temple Garden. I'm extremely glad to finally be writing again. This is the story I've been wanting to write for a year, but I had no idea how to go about it and was finding myself intimidated and unenthused.
Chapter 1 here: "The Incurious," in which Mairon deals with that inept acolyte.
So far this is really mild by my standards--creepy, but not grisly. It may reach a certain grisliness at some point because, well, I am what I am, but I'll warn on individual chapters in that event.
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Now maybe I should answer the discussion question, because so far I've answered zero of my own discussion questions this month (don't tell!). I actually appear to have shot myself in the foot with that question, because, aside from a few efforts I don't think worth counting, I haven't written since December 2012.
But comparing then to now, I -think- (and we'll see how my story bears this out) I have less of a desire to be wrenching and shocking, and more of a desire to add a sort of dark poesy and melancholia to stuff, make the terrible beautiful or whatever.
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Chapter 1 here: "The Incurious," in which Mairon deals with that inept acolyte.
So far this is really mild by my standards--creepy, but not grisly. It may reach a certain grisliness at some point because, well, I am what I am, but I'll warn on individual chapters in that event.
___________
Now maybe I should answer the discussion question, because so far I've answered zero of my own discussion questions this month (don't tell!). I actually appear to have shot myself in the foot with that question, because, aside from a few efforts I don't think worth counting, I haven't written since December 2012.
But comparing then to now, I -think- (and we'll see how my story bears this out) I have less of a desire to be wrenching and shocking, and more of a desire to add a sort of dark poesy and melancholia to stuff, make the terrible beautiful or whatever.